A more tranquil day down at the rocks could not have been wished for. Low tide, tumbled rocks exposed to warm sunshine, unruffled sea. Picture perfect flamingos at rest at the water's edge. A few scuffling and grumbling in deeper waters. Oytercatchers turning over seaweed clinging to the rocks in search of lunch. An ever-aloof black-headed heron alone and motionless, waiting for a silver flash in the shallows. A cormorant drying its outstretched wings after a successful dive. Hadedahs and sacred ibis pecking side by side, relishing plentiful sea lice.
At the mouth of the bay, a large seal thrashes its head to and fro just above the surface, stunning the fish caught firmly in its jaws. Kelp beds peek out like shark fins where the water deepens.
Majestic aloes rear upwards, giving a mighty display of vibrant colours against a background of blue.
No sound disturbs the air except a crashing breaker at Outer Kom.
Soul food.
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