Okay, so I won't tell you the name of the place I come from, but I can show you some pictures :) (And if you are from somewhere around here, you will probably recognize the place!) This is the first view tourists get when they come to visit, in rain or sun:
They pass "the beach" fairly quickly (sorry about the blur - the picture is taken from a moving car):
Then they can stop and watch the Shelduck pair and their ten ducklings :)
Tractor eggs neatly lined up or scattered all over (many people here are farmers, or like to think they are when they find the time):
This is the part where my family comes from - practically the end of the world:
The washed up kelp rotting in the sun smells pretty awful at times...
But the birds love the stuff! At least the bugs and critters that live in it :p
A mother Mallard and her eight ducklings:
Then there's this...
The poor tourists come here to watch the birds and enjoy the scenery, but they often have a hard time getting anywhere because of flocks of sheep in the road. And they won't move until you push them with your car!
You can also meet this lovely cat:
You recognize Achilles? I know I've mentioned him before... He's not mine, but I love him! He is very cuddly and loves people, so in the summer he spends a lot of time wandering round the camping site to meet new people :)
But what the tourists really come to see is this:
The mountain and the birds that live there (well, used to live there, most of the populations are now declining rapidly due to over fishing and pollution of the birds' main feeding areas). The white stuff in the picture is not snow - it's bird poo! There are Gannets, Kittiwakes, Puffins, Cormorants, Guillemots, Razorbills and White-tailed Eagles. Here is a pair of Kittiwakes, a colony of Gannets and a Puffin:
We can have some pretty awsome sunsets:
But this is definitely the best view of the world, from my grandmother's garden :)
