Toward Marwick Head

The bus left Kirkwall in bright sunshine but in Evie a horizon-wide cloud released rain so heavy that it was as if we were in a car-wash. Or a bus-wash.
I got dropped off at Skail Bay and by then it was fairly dry. I headed north toward Marwick. The clouds and sun were producing a fantastic variety of light and shade.

There wasn't anything out of the ordinary in bird-life. A couple of ravens, which probably have eggs by now, shags, oystercatchers, wigeon, red-breasted mergansers and lots of fulmars like the ones in the image. There were still about ten Iceland gulls at Sand Geo and The Choin, but the walk was about the seas and the skies: cerulean blues and tenebrific clouds.