a heron

constraints: Dalmeny estate closed (reason undisclosed) to east; Hopetoun House closed to those without Boys Own tickets to west: rain promised for afternoon; high tide this morning.

So, I tottered down to Port Edgar (a place I rarely go to ;-] ) in the hope of a blip. While I was there, a posh yacht motored in and moored near where I was lurking, and the young (to me) men had Irish accents, and looked at me sideways as I was wielding the camera. Mostly I'm ignored down there.

I managed to get this blip but only one try as the heron took off just as I was lining it up for a second try.

Probably Ok large.