Alfred Hitchcock Presents
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Alfred Hitchcock Presents

Alfred Hitchcock Presents

Alfred Hitchcock Presents

Birds. By the score they circle round Seaburban, flash through her wake and continue cross-wind along the leeward face of the following wave. Over and over again they repeat themselves, flying in loose formation looking for a meal that constantly evades them for I have never seen one of them get anything out of the sea.

It a constant wonder to watch them fly impervious to that which rules my world. And when tormented by wind and waves longing to be free of their torments, the first thing that comes to my mind are the birds that thrive here.

Follow my tracks in real-time:


  • BT
    Posted at 10:41h, 02 July Reply

    Bert, you are amazing! Following you progress and posts with great admiration for you courage and wishing / willing you success. You are on the downhill run now. All the best from an Aussie follower BT ( 2 degrees of separation from your Uncle Joe).

  • Sandi Lyon
    Posted at 03:20h, 06 July Reply

    That looks about right. When it’s hot out in the ocean, its foggy and wet on the Wet Coast. That means you’re on the right track, heading the right direction. Finally. Woohoo.

  • Anita Kuntz
    Posted at 00:10h, 08 July Reply

    Following you journey and am truly amazed.

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