I got back from my regular trip to Hastings today, with about 800 photos to sort through. With wall-to-wall sunshine I spent both mornings visiting my honorary local patches - the Old Town beach and the nearest bits of the East Hill, and while I didn't see anything very unusual I did have fun. Warning, this post contains a lot of gulls, pigeons and Fulmars.
I spent a little while at the top of the steps by the East Hill lift, looking out over the town, but didn't see a lot from here. Then I took the steps all the way down to the seafront and went looking for Fulmars on the cliffs.
A little later I went down to the shop for Dad and saw my first definitively identifiable butterfly of the year - a Peacock which settled and posed, and looked surprisingly good considering its great age (Peacocks seen in March would have emerged from their pupae last summer/autumn). Sadly, the camera was at back at the house so no photos.
And so to Wednesday morning. I didn't do much of a walk today, having gone for a run first thing and knackered myself out. But I did go up to the hilltop for a while, and then down to the beach to try for some correctly exposed Fulmar pics.
I went down to the beach after that and took a bushel of Fulmar photos.