Isle of Man. Part II

Time flies by. Sorry. Our trip to the island was rounded off by a patchwork of ringing, abortive ringing, birding and walking - we headed over to a harrier roost to admire a handful of birds coming in to sleep, we spent time in a local garden ringing normal garden fare, we walked the Agniesh Valley to the old mine spoils (and boy, are the motorcyclists making a mess up there!) and we rounded it all off with a pleasant couple of hours at a brand-new wetland near Onchen and at Derbyhaven Bay. Brief, and to the point.

Hen Harrier, in the dim

Near Snaefell

Snaefell

Chris. And Kay's hat.

Evening light

Langness from Castletown