Saturday morning was overcast but quite mild. I didn't really have a plan so just cycled east to find somewhere to have breakfast.
So with no plan, I hadn't any great expectations. But as so often happens, these days turn out the best.
After pedalling along the coast I turned around then cut around Torness on the way home.
The tide was at low springs with expanses of kelp exposed. I sat down on the rocks and got the coffee brewing on the stove.
Out amongst the weed the shore birds were searching for grubs and then I caught sight of something special. Just a ripple in the water but I followed it and was so lucky to sit enjoying my breakfast and watch an otter feeding.