I finally got around to doing a pelagic out of St Mary's harbour, and not before time. Pelagics are a common event here in the summer and early autumn and are popular with locals and visitors alike.
The weather was glorious and the sea was calm. We were joined by shark-fishing folks who arranged themselves along one side of the boat and set up their equipment, whilst the birders arranged themselves along the other. TBH... the trip itself, whilst enjoyable enough, didn't turn up that much. A few distant European Storm Petrels and a large gathering of Manx Shearwater as we came back into harbour, were the main highlights. Oh, and a Bonxie. That bird at least hung around the boat for a while. Even the fisherfolks failed to catch a single shark. I was reliably informed that the appearance of good birds and sharks alike were sporadic events, so it was the luck of the draw if your particular trip produced the goods. This was clearly a signal to do this thing again; and so... Scilly Pelagic, take two!
This time, the auspices were good. Or rather I felt they were, based on nothing more than a hunch; plus a huge influx of less common shearwaters and other stuff, often seen from the mainland. Maybe, just maybe, this would be a better trip... And so it proved!
As we tootled out of the harbour and into the strait between St Agnes and Annet, the gulls gathered around the boat as bread was thrown. I'm not a particular fan of giving gulls fatty livers, courtesy of a bread-based diet, but I'll confess that it did at least bring in a juvenile Kittiwake amongst the throng of Herring and Great Black-Back Gulls. There was some vain hope of a summer-plumage Laughing Gull, one of which had been seen the day before on Tresco; commuting between Abbey Pool and the South Beach. No such luck. But not to worry, other treats would soon appear.
It wasn't long before the first European Storm Petrels flew past the boat, attracted to the slicks of oil from the boat's leavings. As we settled some five kms south of Bishop's Rock, more birds soon made themselves known. First up was a Cory's Shearwater, which came in fairly close, but which, as was the pattern of the evening, was not captured with any degree of competence on my camera. Many hopeless pics of good birds would follow. These big heavy shearwaters are very distinctive with a half-decent view.
It wasn't much longer before the first Wilson's Storm Petrel was spotted, and I'm glad to say I got onto it pretty much straight away. Again, they are quite distinct with a half-decent view, and this one often associated with the European Storm Petrels to provide a ready contrast in their appearance. Wilson's are larger, have different coloured wings, and their legs stick out beyond their tails. They fly differently as well, I suppose, though I'm not at all sure if it's that clear. Already this was proving to be a better trip than the previous, and my Scilly list continued to grow. The fisherfolks were having more luck as well, and landed their first Blue Shark, a fish about a metre long. As will all sharks, they were in the boat for no more than two minutes, and ideally much less, otherwise they may die. Just enough time to remove the fishing tackle and get them back in the water.
The birding got better still as more Cory's Shearwaters and Wilson's Storm Petrels did fly-bys; and these were then joined by our first Sooty Shearwater, and shortly thereafter, our first Great Shearwater! This trip had by now blown the previous pelagic out of the water. And the fisherfolks weren't done yet. They landed (with some difficulty) their first Porbeagle Shark, which thrashed about violently as they battled to get it back into the sea. They were to land another Blue and another Porbeagle before the trip was done.
A Bonxie was picked out at distance by a couple of birders, but I failed to get onto it as it flew away from us. I wasn't too concerned, as Bonxie was the one highlight of the first trip.
And so it was that we began to head back inshore; the sun went down over the Bishop Rock Lighthouse, and the chill crept under my clothes. As we came past The Garrison and nearly into harbour, we were joined by a small pod of Common Porpoise. The evening chill was dispelled at once, as this last hurrah from what was a great pelagic, beautifully rounded off a wonderful trip.
Final totals for the trip were posted on Whats app as follows: 6 Wilson's, 40 European Storm, 2 Great Shearwater, 2 Sooty Shearwater, 3 Cory's Shearwater, 1 Bonxie, 2 Porbeagle, 2 Blue Shark, at least 4 Common Porpoise.
And as a bonus, we're starting to see the first avian signs of autumn.
What follows are the usual terrible photos:
1) Cory's Shearwater.
2) Bonxie (from the first trip).
3) Sooty Shearwater and European Storm Petrel.
4) Great Shearwater and Fulmar.
5) Wilson's Storm Petrel.