After weeks of solid west, the wind swung round through south(ish) to a brisk easterly. so I went to Canvey in anticipation of a stream of seabirds.
One hour and one peregrine later I learnt:
if it's East
without north
then don't
set forth.
It's been a while. And I guess that does reflect a certain loss of enthusiasm, a change of tack. Not that I haven't been out. A cou...
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