Today the first snow fell in the mountains of
Snowdonia, not far from where I live. The
white capped hills reminded me of another white-capped rock I saw back in the
summer...
It’s hard to describe but imagine the sound of 1000
people gargling; the smell of old spilt milk, the taste of wind-blown salt on
your lips, the warm feel of varnished wood under your fingers and the sight of
100,000 gannets swarming like white flies over a huge iced bun.
That was a boat trip to Bass Rock, thirty minutes
from Edinburgh and one of the best wildlife spectacles in the world according
to David Attenborough, and me.
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Ooh, four weeks of Sarahgems; looking forward to that. Diving gannets as you sit in the Sula; fond memories for me too. And did you catch the shots of the starlings over Gretna yesterday?
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