13/07/2026
βοΈ A sunny day at Kilcummin Head, County Mayo. A fulmar glides in close along the cliff edge, tilts its head, sizes me up, banks away - drawing a thin thread of connection to the deep blue of sea and sky.
Shearwaters drift in loose lines far out. Cormorants beat past overhead with slow, steady wingbeats, while guillemots and razorbills whirr low, fish in bill, racing back to their hungry babies.
A pair of black guillemots fish quietly among the rocks, their red feet flashing beneath the surface as they dive. A kestrel hovers scouting the fields, a raven honks from its perch, and gulls ride the warm updrafts with effortless, kite-like ease.
Gannets dive in glistening splashes. Then, out in Donegal Bay, a frenzy of large fish churns the surface with fast breaches and leaps. I'd guess bluefin tuna, but they are too far off for a proper look or a decent photo.
Just as I turn for the car, a small pod of bottlenose dolphins surfaces at regular intervals, moving fast, close enough to hear the sharp burst of air from their blowholes.
Like they were saying, "come back soon".
Not bad for a 1-hour break! π