It’s been a quiet and largely foggy day on Ramsey Island. I woke to a lack of a view from my bedroom windows this morning and it didn’t much improve when I opened the front door.  After the great weather yesterday afternoon, it was with a bit of disappointment that we wandered down to the farmhouse.

Lisa (the Warden), Lizzie (the Intern), Kate (the summer volunteer) and I (the dogs-body) spent much of the day clearing bracken away from the edge of the path out towards the south of the island, and also up the small hill (Foel Fawr). I do like a bit of scything and maybe this was just a bit practice for some proper bracken-bashing later in my stay.