Monday 27th August 2001 – 10.29am
A strong north-northwest wind and a falling tide this morning. Mid-morning, and the sun is high and warm, the clouds dispersed and dappled. Only Black Combe seems to be in shade, as if it is continually manufacturing new clouds, as the wind tries to blow each away. On the shore, young seagulls are learning how to break up shells, between bouts of fighting amongst themselves: typical rough juveniles that they are.