GREY SEALS stayed basking on their rocks for as long as possible as the tide came
in. A single gannet flew west over the Sound between the headland and the Calf of
Man. A few great black-backed gulls perched on the rocks while cormorants stood,
drying their outstretched wings or flew out to sea. Boats bobbed about as they negotiated
the turbulent water in the narrow channel.
This is a great place to sit and watch the world go by: we sat at a table by the
panoramic window, with coffee and home-made scones still warm from the oven at the
Sound cafe and visitor centre.