Messing About On The Water.

Sunny and much warmer today.

As I sat outside watching the kayaker who was already on the water at 6.45, the air was filled with the sound of  garden birds including the clear and remarkably loud song of a dunnock perched on top of my neighbour's roof. All of a sudden two brightly coloured goldfinches flew down into the garden. One of them investigated the pond but the water level is quite low at the moment and the goldfinches soon left. There is a shallow shelf at one end full of marginal plants which gives a safe way in and out of the deeper water but I wonder if I should add some sort of perch. The trouble is what? Any wood or branch will eventually rot and something like a stone or concrete block might cause a split in the liner. That's something for me to think about. I do make sure to keep the bird bath filled and often see the female blackbird having a good old splash about.

 

A little later I spotted four paddleboards but only three people. As they were by the reef my guess is the fourth was either snorkelling or swimming to the reef.

I can't resist a good reflection.

Later while Peter was out rowing three guys (only two in the photo) on jet skis ignored the beach safety rules by doing 'doughnuts' inside the yellow 8 knot buoys. You can just see the club's boats on the far side of one of the buoys while two kayakers and the jet skiers are on the inside. Borth is too small to have a harbour master but Dave who was rowing and is also the manager of the RNLI, phoned the harbour master at Aberdyfi which is where the jet skis came from. With any luck they will get a severe talking to.

Although I don't row I went down to the boats to talk to one of the rowers about the carnival as she has offered to help turn the skiff we will be using, into a Viking ship.

There were plenty of people on the beach and for some reason a whole group of seagulls were lined up on the shingle. Perhaps they were planning a mass raid on the lad sitting on the rock eating something. Below - on the sand under the cliffs at our end of the beach was a large number of stranded barrel jellyfish. They generally seem to arrive at the same time as the summer holidaymakers.

Update on my friend Gill - after a very long wait in A&E, many hours I believe, once she was seen they found she had cracked her hip. No wonder she was in so much pain. They sent her home with crutches but she lives on her own in a flat with steps to get in and out. Fortunately she is now going to stay with a old friend who lives in a bungalow in the village.