The Sea

These brave ladies were swimming in the sea at Banff, Aberdeenshire, Scotland today. The sea temperature here in Banff today is 10C(50F).
The sea in Scotland cutting up rough today…
Probably best not to know what flows down this pipe…
Join me on the beach at Portsoy, Scotland where the stream that flows down from the hills crossed the beach and flows into the sea.
The Waves and the Rocks – Richard Broom Photography
A regular at Macduff Harbour
This image taken way past midnight. Up here in the north of Scotland and, at this time of the year, the sun tries to stay with us for most of the day…
Cranes, these days, controlled from a radio-control box. Clever stuff!
Probably the best time to visit the beach. When the tide is out, all is revealed!
It looks like the surface of the moon but I think (but don’t know) that these little critters who live on the rocks down on the beach are barnacles. Somebody will, I’m sure, correct me if I am wrong.
The sun rising over MacDuff early this morning
PS: Our dog has never caught a rabbit (and so she ain’t no friend of mine – ha ha ha!)
A boat on the slip at MacDuff Harbour
….not sure how you pronounce that one!
Where the River Deveron flows into the Moray Firth
The sea really is very big…
A little windy today and yesterday…
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…
A seal waves its tail in the air whilst sitting on a rock close to Banff, Scotland.
The clouds gather over Banff, Scotland
The sea state this morning – moderate with a strong Westerly wind blowing towards Banff…
We’ve been living in Banff, Scotland, for just over a week now and the orange ship has been anchored off Banff for all that time. We can’t help wondering why it is there and why it isn’t going anywhere. We watch the ship daily whilst it swings around its anchor as the tide changes. The ship with nowhere to go!
Many years ago I worked on deep sea salvage tugs and, since then, I’ve always had a soft spot for tugs. The second image shows the tug Statesman, the first tug I went to sea on in 1972 (this makes me feel VERY old!). The radio callsign of the statesman was 6ZQS (Liberian) but was changed to GSAA when the Statesman became registered in Britain (something to do with the Cod War!). The front of the Statesman looked like one of those expensive ocean-going yachts.
The Best Place To Be
The Ship Heading North
The Photographer
Crossing the North Sea between the UK and Holland on the daily car ferry. A little windy.
The Cruel Sea
The Yang Ming
People seem to have lost their way today. This will get you home. Steady as she goes!
The Binnacle