I had dinner at the Lobster Pot and drank some beautiful/lethal Old Crow Cider 7.4% lush Celtic
drawing of a crow on the bottle, I'm a sucker for an animal label.
The sticker always means happy times! No Puffin'
The now infamous Monkey and toy truck bedding
A different time of year to usual for me, the island looks completely different blanketed in Red Campion and Bluebells, the smell is amazing too.
Puffins at the Wick, again an increase in numbers and a better time of year to see them, as when I usually come they are all leaving.
I have tried the last two years, to see 50 species of Birds in the week, and failed at 49 both years. Here's the Bird log board from one of the days.
They have these new swanky Gilets for the volunteers, so no more smelly t shirts Yay!
This is probably my favourite spot I have ever swam in.
This little guy got lost heading back to the boat.
Some amazing fellow volunteers this year, Homemade Bread & butter brioche pudding by Rachel and Homemade 'Welsh Cakes' by an Englishman, some of the best I've tasted, good luck smuggling that recipe back across the bridge safely Mart.
Me in situe at the Wick waiting to greet the first of many boats.
A bee in a foxglove.
The sun setting in my fave place Skomer head.
Serious book envy Skomer island Library.
As the sun sets on the last night drinking my last Old Crow, reminiscing on another amazing week, on my favourite Island, well-being fully restored.
We had a lift back to the car in the back of a farmers pickup truck, which Rachel found hilarious if anyone knows these two please share the pic as I don't have a contact for them, a wonderful couple!