Off to the clifftops for the early patrol today, where the sound and smell of birds was wafting up from the rocks below, Guillemots gargling noisily and Herring Gulls calling as they flew past.
On the water 2 Razorbills were bobbing amongst the Guillemots looking much blacker than their chocolate brown relatives.
Flying in circles at eye height were Fulmars, 6 counted, these masters of the sky always a wonderful sight to watch, and, as they went near a partner on the cliffs to hear as they cackled at each other.
Standing on the top of the cliffs was a Raven, which was holding an empty egg shell in its beak. A few moments later it took off closely followed by a Jackdaw which was harassing it as it went, flying just above then zipping in front of the much larger Raven.
A wonderful display of flowers in bloom with a mass of pink Thrift waving in the breeze while the yellow clumps of Kidney Vetch provide a superb colour contrast. Scattered along the cliffs as well are the umbel heads of Wild Carrot, a wide variety of pink and white colours to the flower heads.
In amongst the Gorse scrub the twitter of Linnets could be heard with an occasional sighting as these small brown birds with pink chest and cap emerge to perch on the top of a spike.
In the gully a male Roe Deer watched me as I walked, the deep chestnut coat showing up against the bright green Tor Grass.
A Green Woodpecker took flight from one Yellow Meadow Ant hill colony, probably having found a few ants for breakfast.
The calling of a Yellowhammer, chatting of a Stonechat and scratchy song of a Common Whitethroat, alongside the Wren and Chaffinch all sounds to hear as I walked back up the hill.
Swallows were swooping in from the south, their long tail streamers easy to see.