Off to Walney Island today to look for seals at South Walney nature reserve. Train to Barrow, then I unfurled my Brompton for the 7-mile ride to the reserve. Sadly timetables and tidetables didn’t coincide: the tide was in, so the seals were out and I had to be content with a couple of heads bobbing about in the water. Gulls had taken over one side of the spit for their nests, and eiders had colonised the other. The air was full of the peeps and flashes of oyster catchers and the songs of skylarks. Lots of pairing-up going on, judging by the coquettish neck jerks of the gulls and aerial dancing of little flitting brown birds above the dunes.
Still a little snow on the hills, and I had a good view of Piel Castle from the reserve.