The incredulous look on everyone's faces as the 'finder' nonchalantly wandered up the path from the rocks below and proclaimed he'd just photographed a RBT...25 BLOODY MINUTES AGO??? and then basically ran off. Bizarre or what?
Just before that fateful moment 08.45, I'd just taken a few record shots of the seawatching crew in action....
25 souls searching in vain for a mega seabird unaware its about to flyby under their noses
The view out towards the rocks off Pendeen where we were watching a feeding flock of Storm Petrels
Post RBT flyby and the hopefuls debunk to Sennan Cove just in case the biggy flew into the bay...alas no!
We tried round at Cape Cornwall but to no avail the mega gone to where ever who knows?
One last try before the agonizing drive home beckons...
All we can do is hope there's another, as Big Al would say...
TTFN