Showing posts from February, 2015

Rainy Days and Sundays

Not exactly the finest day for photographs but I managed a few before the rain came in properly.

Kingston to Houts-tout

It is hard to imagine a better walk than this! For me, the outcrop of rock that rises high above the sea named as Houns-tout is just about the perfect place but the reasons for thinking this are not so clear.
The views are just superb but then there are other views that equal this perhaps.
This place allows you stand on the edge of exposed stacks the best part of 500ft above the sea and gives you the feeling that you are flying with the gulls but maybe there are other, more impressive cliffs.
The walk then, from a small car park in The Plantation near the village, that seems to take you higher and higher without the pain of an uphill climb? Well, I know of a few of these around here so it can't be that!
All of these things help make Houns-tout special but there is something else, something that I can't put my finger on, can't put into words and certainly can't commit to computer screen!
Just sit on the edge of one of these stacks on a clear evening, summer or winter it…

The Valentine Fox

This morning we had another Fox wander through the garden, not an unusual sight these days, but this was a different one.
The pictures were taken through the glass on a gloomy day and so could be a little sharper but I quite like them.

From the largest to the smallest.

On a beautiful but chilly Sunday afternoon, a wander was always going to happen. It got off to a good start when I stumbled across our visiting Fallow Deer. We do not usually see Fallow on the Isle of Purbeck but this chap, sometimes joined by another buck, was in his usual place minding his own business. He was incredibly shy and doesn't take too kindly to interruptions.
From there I found somewhere quiet, somewhere out of the way where I could just sit and watch. This is not difficult as there are many such places here just waiting waiting to be found.
The place that I chose this time was an old flooded quarry that still had a covering of ice: sealing all the life that will eventually become countless Dragonflies when the Sun warms up this world. Birds returned to the surrounding Gorse, no longer bothered by the movements of an intruder and flitted with amazing speed between sharp points and yellow flowers. Dartford Warblers first and then the smallest of the small, the Goldcres…

Time For A Kestrel or Two

Finding a Kestrel willing to let you get close is always good. Finding two that are far too busy having a row to pay any attention to me was even better.

The Final Launch

The lifeboat station that has served Swanage so well for over 100 years is to be replaced with a bigger and better building that will be able to house our new lifeboat. Today's launch was the last before the building and its slipway are demolished and it attracted quite a crowd.
As usual, Swanage Lifeboat crew did not disappoint: two inshore boats, the Swanage ALB and a visit from Poole's boat kept everyone happy on a very cold Sunday morning.