As hundreds of gannets swirl above us, it appears like we’re in a snow globe. Circling specks of white birds shake up the sky, swooping to grab fish and returning to clifftop nests. It’s the peak of breeding season and the gannets’ guttural gargling is overlaid with the growls of guillemots and the ecstatic cries of kittiwakes. All is accompanied by the fishy odour of a guano-streaked colony.
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