The Farne Islands

It has been a couple of years but Bamburgh and the Farnes remains a familiar destination. Like so many places, it seems busier than ever in the summer months, tour boats busily shipping their customers among the islands for a glimpse of the seals, birds and maybe a whale. Happily there were more puffins than punters this day...
...which began with a little fun in the low, clean surf a little south of the castle.
There had been a good sized swell running for most of the week from the north-east...
...though by the weekend it had dropped significantly...
...to leave clean lines of 2ft - 4ft surf.
Perfect for some long rides and a few bongos by way of a warm up for the paddle to follow.
Chris waiting for a last ride before heading out to the inner islands...
...where we were soon among large rafts of puffins. I have rarely seen so many hereabouts - an encouraging sign though I'm unsure of the picture overall.
Approaching the low cliffs of Inner Farne...
...and maneuvering among the channels beneath...
...the low swell creating playful conditions as we passed beneath countless guillemots, gannets, razorbills and more puffins.
Approaching the lighthouse where the tide had turned a little early, the north going stream already running strongly among the skerries.
The welcoming committee watched us pass by, its more enthusiastic members following boisterously behind, waiting patiently until we were back on the water and following again as we cut between the islands, weaving in and out of the flow...
...encountering the odd breaker in shallower channels. Crossing Staple Sound the wind picked up a notch and by the time we began to ferry across the Inner Sound was sufficient to create a heads-down slog back to the beach, by which time the surf had all but disappeared along with the sun and the seals. Taking the hint we followed suit.

Comments

pretty little wave ! Love the puffin picture.