I love a good storm. And there’s a really good storm over the British Isles at the moment.
I’ve had the Isle of Man webcams open on my second monitor, and while it’s amazing to watch the Irish Sea doing its thing as we approach high tide:
I’m missing the noise and the smell and the stinging cold of the spray on my cheeks.
It’s just not the same sitting in an office 6000 miles… away.
Some of the best visuals have been from the Scarlett Point cameras – based at the old Coastguard Station:
It doesn’t look quite as green there today, but it does look pretty amazing.
That is Scarlett Stack, the remains of an ancient volcanic vent, which – as the tide rises – is being repeatedly and more extensively overwhelmed by the incoming waves. Quite a sight, given that it’s a good 10m in height.
Beautiful. And I know that it’s far from everyone’s favourite kind of weather, but I really wish that I was there right now. (Like, on the footpath, not on the actual rocks: I’m just daft, not completely stupid.)
Also – on one of the other cameras earlier – fair play to this guy.
No better sort of day for a run.
EDIT: Still watching (with my sideeye) – suddenly (and briefly) – gorgeous sunlight.
