Sunday, 25 November 2012

Med Cruise

We were in Southsea this morning, having stayed overnight with friends. Our two families planned a walk by the sea, so I made sure that I was armed with the essentials: a camera and some bread. Seeing that the light was perfect as we arrived, I tossed aside any social niceties and with a brief "I'll catch up with you in 5!" I positioned myself on the beach and let rip with the loaf. The first lump of bread did not even hit the beach, as Black-headed and Herring Gulls descended upon me. Nice enough, but not what I was looking for. It took about 5 minutes before my target visitor showed up, a cracking adult winter plumaged Mediterranean Gull, a vision in purest white and grey. I then let rip with the camera:

The other Gulls simply could not compete. But here are a couple of Black-headed portraits anyway:

And then it started to rain, again:


  1. Thigh rubbing gull porn...Nice.

  2. I looked at the pictures I rubbed the thighs - nothing stirred, still top quality photos.