Dungeness seems to be reverting to the Dungeness of old, all gusting south-westerlies and rain. However, this does mean that a few hours staring out to sea can be rewarding, and so it proved. A thousand plus Gannets and the same number of Kittiwakes streamed west in the first three hours of daylight, along with a bonus Sooty Shearwater and second-winter Little Gull. This afternoons watch was not nearly so productive, although a late Common Tern flew through and an adult Caspian Gull was on the beach.
Mark H kindly acted as chauffeur and companion throughout the day, with our time in the field being punctuated by cups of tea, pontification and yarning. We could do all of this while looking through binoculars, which proves that men can multi-task!