Queue might just be the newest collective noun…
Twice a day the sea rolls in and covers these rocks which, it turns out, are high-rise blocks for marine wildlife. Also, something of a smorgasbord for the local sea birds when the tide rolls out…
One of the many sea chickens we see around here….
These somewhat dim chickens are clearly lining up for a group portrait but why did they choose a rock so far away?
The chickens here in Scotland seem to be well-adapted to living in the shallows where they dig up worms and other tasty morsels. Some of the Scottish chickens even fly!
The red and yellow beaked mini-chicken and its mother in the background seen near our boat today.
A chicken hiding out on (in?) one of the lock gates nearby.