After breakfast on Saturday morning, we gathered our tools, including pitchforks, spades, wire-clippers and heavy gloves.
We placed everything in wheelbarrows and made the short journey - perhaps five minutes - to the location of our day's task.
A Heligoland trap had been erected at one side of the island, though it was uncompleted.
A group of young people had built its framework, as part of the Duke of Edinburgh Award scheme.
Our task was to begin where they had left off. We had plenty of wire mesh, nasty and unforgiving stuff.
It came in rolls of perhaps thirty yards by two yards.
|Emma & Phil at the trap door|
It is a particularly large trap and this task lasted the whole weekend.
Emma, Phil and self spent a fair amount of time time affixing the trap door.
We managed to do it, despite the Heath Robinson craftsmanship!
We used an ancient step-ladder, which began the day with three steps and ended with a mere one.
Of course we stopped for tea-breaks and lunch.
The weather was warm and sunny for most of the time, with a gentle breeze.
DURING the day, one of the bird observers informed us that they had caught a Common Rosefinch, which was being ringed in the hut.
Its plumage was quite plain: Females, juveniles and first year males have streaked brown heads and somewhat resemble small corn buntings.
This species is a very rare visitor to Northern Ireland, I am apprised.
IN THE EVENING, we all had a hearty steak dinner. Phil had brought enough rump steaks for everybody.
I assisted prepared and cooked the vegetables.
We all sat down to a great meal of rump-steak, chips, peas, tomato and onion.
Phil also brought two bottles of red wine, including a Chianti. Many thanks, Phil!
Pudding was delicious, too: sublime home-made blackberry & apple crumble with custard, made by Rosie & Nick. Many thanks, too!
The trusty nose-bag was firmly attached and the gnashers operated in overdrive.
Fret not, readers: I brought several miniature bottles of gin with me, and cans of tonic-water, with a lime.
After dinner we retired to the common-room, where a cheery log-fire was lit.
Thereafter restoratives were liberally consumed.
Some members of the group left at ten-thirty, in search of Manx Shearwaters on the island; whilst I remained at the fire with the others.
Next episode ... The Throne-Room!
First published in September, 2012.