Every so often the family goes to Whitby usually in May to pay respect to my late parents who's ashes we scattered in the sea.
Each time we try to recreate a picture taken in the late 1960's of me and my younger brother taken in the same spot. Sadly he couldn't make it this year so my nephews Sam and Toby stood in. Not many birds at Whitby just Herring Gulls, Fulmars and the odd Cormorant. 3 Red Kites, 3 Buzzards, 2 Kestrels and a Sparrowhawk clocked on the way there and back.