Month: May 2016

Wimbling on The Warren

A warm wimble onto Dawlish Warren this Sunday afternoon.

Over the sand duney path to the Spit at the back overlooking Exmouth. This is where all the serious twitchers come to capture birdies with their big lenses.

I’m waving my spotty Lumix into the air vainly trying to film nesting skylarks; but they disappear too quickly into the blue high sky. To be heard still, but not seen.

This about the best I could do; a still from a film clip

Pair of Skylarks

The pair of them larking about. But far too lively and alive to get stuck in a camera.

This dead sea-bird was better. Probably a gull.

Gulled out

All the meaty bits pecked off it. I don’t lament much for gulls. Too many of them pestering about. The deader the better. One less gull = 2 more of some other bird far more interesting.

While I was hopping about looking for skylarks Haze was sat here

Haze on the Warren 2

Exmouth is there on the other side. A strong swimmer could easily swim across.

Look! – points Haze – theres a seal bobbing its head out of the sea. But it was a bit too far out to get a good look at with the camera.

But walking back along the beach here are some sanderlings skittering in and out of the surf.


We took our shoes and socks off and dipped our toesies, like a pair of little sanderlings, into the warm sea. Not really a paddle. But refreshing.

Dawlish Warren is good for birds. And rabbits. And Shetland ponies. Will be well worth another visit this summer.

The Last Shag Standing

Hazel and I are a bit obsessed by shags at the moment. We can’t get enough of them.

We were looking for shags last weekend. We were looking for shags this Saturday. On Sunday we saw lots of shags. As many as 9 stood on a rock together.

Here are 7 shags stood on a rock

Seven Shags

And here are 2 shags stood on a rock

Two Shags

And here is just 1 shag stood on a rock

One Shag

Its a shagtastic world out there.

And here is vid showing those nine shags becoming one.

Kents Cavern

Kents Cavern is only just down the road from St Marychurch. I’ve never been.

You’re asked not to shoot vids, but you can take photos

Kents Cavern 2

The baldy boy to the left there was a hobbit our tour guide. He was doing his best. It was like being in a juvenile school party. Kind of like ‘Cave Watch for Kids’.

The cavern itself was, indeed, very cavernous. And slipperous.

Kents Cavern 3

You’d want to come here if you were illustrating fantasy fiction books.

It took about an hour to slip around these dark drippy bowels of the earth.

If you ever want to get a sense of what it might be like walking around inside your own colon (complete and compacted with hard fecal like extruberances) come on down to Kents Cavern – you’ll fascinate yourself.

Words & Photos: Ian Nisbet

Ring on the Hill

On Sunday afternoon we’ve climbed up to an enclosed ring of trees above Berry Pomeroy.

The inspiration for Hazels Giant on the Hill painting (from many moons ago).

We’re trying to find out what this ring of trees is called, and what it might have been. An ancient settlement or hill fort perhaps.

That ewe was packed with wool; could hardly walk, needs a haircut – sharpish!