I used to have a day-trip over to Wales with two of my friends from work. It was regarded with a lot of humour as it wasn't a typical lads-trip: we were going to Skomer to photograph puffins! This small island off the Pembrokeshire coast is a magnet for both these comical birds and those who want to photograph them. We stopped going a few years ago though, mainly due to the issues with getting a place on the boat across. Recently they have changed the system and you can guarantee a place by booking online. So, Judith and I crossed our fingers on the weather being kind to us and booked to go this year.
The boat trip is a short one, only about 10 minutes from Martins Haven to the island. It was a five hour drive to get there though, so we stayed overnight nearby at a lovely pub called the Cambrian Arms in Solva. It even had rooks right outside our bedroom window.
A full Welsh breakfast fuelled us up for the day and we were on the 11am crossing to the island. The photos below were taken by the two of us, and I've not tried to separate them out so joint credit for them all!
As soon as you get off the boat you are greeted by puffins. There are over 35000 on the island this year, apparently a record number. This is rare to hear nowadays its the daily stories of declines in bird populations and the appalling news of the deaths caused by the bird-flu epidemic. Partty this is down to the excellent work of the volunteers and staff on the island in keeping rats away from the island.
Skomer is only a mile or so long and about half that wide, so easily walkable in the 4 1/2 hours you are there. The puffins are on the edges, nesting in burrows overlooking the coast.They arrive in early Spring, occupy their nests, mate, lay their eggs, raise the young and are gone again by late July. During that time the island is buzzing with activity. When we were there the young were still in the burrows keeping out of sight of the predatory gulls but you occasionally caught sight of an adult poking its head out or greeting its mate.
Mainly though you saw the adults standing around either on the cliff edge or surrounded by the lovely flowers within which a lot of their burrows were hidden.
These flowers and grasses also gave them good and plentiful bedding for their nests underground.
The trick to it comes when you see inside of the beaks when they "yawn".
Sometimes though they either came up short or their burrows were not easily reached and they had to run the gauntlet of hungry gulls and photographers legs to get to their hungry chicks. This was exceptionally comical though I suspect they had worked out that as long as they kept near to us then the gulls were less of a problem!
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