I woke to the Dawn chorus: A single wren then gulls tentative at first then their full on day calling. A robin, and then more wrens. Great tits and then at 6:10am my first chiffchaff of the summer. By 6:15am there were chiff chaffs all around the tent/one sounded as though it was on the tent! Time to get up. A bird dropping on the tent implies it was!! A dunnock calling (like a door squeaking). After overnight oats and a cup of tea, I got the tent down and then set out at 8:12am for a short 1.25miles to port Quinn. At Epphaven the sun greeted me and lighter winds were a relief. I spotted an impressive quartzite intrusion with a waterfall. As I continued through the morning I sighted fulmars nesting the cliff, a couple of furry caterpillars and lots of early blackthorn was flowering. Later in the day I hear Skylarks which were mum's favourites. I arrived at Port Quinn at 9:15am with apparently no water point I could see. There’s a pilchard palace - remnants of a curing cellar known...