Weather is good, a bit blowy going over in the ferry but otherwise fine. The boat is full with people and vehicles, barely a seat to be had. As we disembark, bump into Eammon who has been enjoying the craic the night before. Off we go, cycling to the West light.
As we pass through into the nature reserve and the paved road runs out, we pause for a bite to eat. Plently to see: birds and plants and even some fungi to name check. And as we stare out a the hill across from a little pond, we spot a pair of Irish Red Hares - these are very rare nowadays. We watch them for quite while trying to get one more picture better than the others; sadly the zoom is not quite up to it.
Soon we are at the RSPB office at the top of the West Light. As we approach it, on a distant rock we spot a falcon of some description harassing the sea birds nesting on the cliff.
Down below where the ledge beside the light gives a great vantage over the puffins, fulmars, guillemots and razorbills. Too far for the camera to make much sense but a group of puffins have a burrow closer to the top of the cliff. Pauline is so impressed with the birds we instantly join the RSPB.
We are starting to struggle on the way back; the hills must run in a different direction or maybe the wind is against us now or both. We make it after all with plenty of time to spare; enough to have a beer sitting in the sunshine outside the pub. Even more to dander along toward the old church and catch sight of the seals basking on the shore.
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