The Heysham Ferry heads into port after crossing the Irish Sea, as seen across Morecambe Bay from Jack Scout. It was the first time I had been there for a long time, it used to be a favourite place to go before anyone heard of Lockdowns, and when the last one finished, I had got out of the habit.
It had been grey all day with not a hint of sunshine, until the last ten minutes of the day when just after this was taken, the sun burst brilliantly through the cloud for a last hurrah before it disappeared into the repository of set suns that lies below the horizon. It was far too bright for a photograph. Indeed after days when the atmosphere has been sodden with moisture, there was remarkable clarity and the Blackpool Tower was easily visible without binoculars.
The view over the Bay added a few new birds for my 2022 list, but best of all was a line of 25 whooper swans whooping loudly as they flew north towards Grange.
We had a welcome visit from Arnside Simon when I got home, he had been walking over the Knott and observing the sunset from a different vantage point.