If I were to make a horror movie based on my experiences today, I would name it "The Birds: The Sequel", "Nesting Season", or "Killer Gulls". But more on that later.
Today I took a boat trip on the Firth of Forth, the big body of water that Edinburgh is on. It left from South Queensferry, which is outside of Edinburgh and you can't get there with public transportation, so the ferry company has a tour bus that takes people from Edinburgh to the pier. It was nice seeing new towns and hearing new information about those areas. It was a really pretty day, and Queensferry is a nice little town.
The boat was called the Forth Belle. There was a nice commentary and that combined with the pleasant weather and great scenery made for a very nice boat ride. The Forth has been really important in history, particularly in World War II. There are lots of bunkers on all the islands, and apparently there are literally hundreds of sunken ships, submarines, and planes in the water. It would be really cool to go diving there someday.
Here are some scenes from that ride:
South Queensferry:
Inchcolm Abbey:
There are more pictures on facebook.
After I had seen all of the abbey, I set off to explore the island. The abbey was in the middle of the island, so i decided to go to the west end first. The first thing I saw was this sign:
Well I only saw a few seagulls and who knew if it was even nesting season? So I kept going.
Ok, so seagulls aren't that aggressive right? What could happen? So I kept walking. Below are some scenes that will be in my horror film:
After I filmed those videos they started getting pretty aggressive, like swooping close to my head, so I decided to get out of there fast.
So much for that. On to the other side of the island. Again, at first I didn't see many seagulls:
But then I turned a corner and there they were!
They were more aggressive from the start, so I ducked into a bunker for protection:
Safety:
I actually stayed in there for a few minutes, somewhat afraid to leave... But I had to eventually, because they started swooping in front of the window and kind of dive bombing the shelter. Time to move on.
I hurried back along the path and found a tunnel so I ran in there for shelter from the swooping birds.
It was a really long tunnel, and pretty creepy, but it felt like a playground compared to the demonic beasts waiting outside. I stayed in there planning my next maneuver, then dashed through the tunnel to the other side.
Coming out of the tunnel:
No comments:
Post a Comment