At breakfast we welcomed new residents to the Woolpack (which for the uninitated is a Late Victorian Quick Fire battery converted into accomodation for the IOS Wildlife Trust). A couple of bedraggled biologists had been buffeted all night by extremely strong winds, resulting in the tent itself beating them about the heads. Julain and Richard are here trapping and tracking shags, to find out where they feed. They catch them in their homes, attached electronic tags and watch ‘em go. We tracked them drying themselves, their belongings and their tents.
We also initiated the biologists into the mysteries of lithic technologies, with Ian still riding on a mesolithic microlith high Matching their bird id skills with our nerdy find skills. We like to think they were impressed.
With no chance of a the planned trip to Nornour, a small bleak, uninhabited island with fantastic upstanding archaeology) we spent our time seeking shelter in various hostelaries and solace in a range of wifi hotspots planning our strategy. The combination of wind and rain resulted in an needle-like assault of waterdrops everything we toiled up and down the hill, so full waterproofs were the order of the day, all day.
Highlights of the day were roast chicken (cooked by Capt’n Ian) and a pub quiz. Bolstered by biologists and Barry (the volunteer) we came second and third. Then off to bed, to get up early to pack, take a trip to Bryher and the museum and leave……