Come in into have a Fishy lunch

What a stunning image! Talking of 'stunning' ....

We anchored one night off Skomer and were rudely awakened by a loud BOIYONNG! in the small hours. Fearing the worst, we lit the boat and searched with handlamps - and found a poor puffin on the deck who had collided with the steel rigging.

As you probably know, David, they do go like a bat out of hell in the sunshine — but the youngsters leave the burrow on their first flight in the dark, sometimes simply flying downwards to the sea, not too far out, though they can be drawn to lights, even tiny dim ones like an anchored fishing boat just off the island.

However, the night departure is not the migration itself — it’s the start of independence. After that, the puffling spends a short time at sea learning how to feed, improving its flying capabilities and building strength before setting off on the migration marathon.

They are incredible and enchanting “little machines” for sure.

Later on, at the end of summer, you then get the phenomenal migration of the Manx Shearwater chicks — the product of around 120,000 nesting pairs ( yes that is a quarter of a million adults) which also leave at night. It beggars belief and is one of the greatest migration phenomena in the natural world.

All from a little “Welsh rock” off the coast of Pembroke in the Celtic Sea.

• Thanks for your very kind regarding the image 👍

Lovely photo well captured u have got to love that big face🙂

Wow!!