Yesterday morning I witnessed the pen in a desperate struggle to get her cygnets to safety. Contrary to the weather being less severe today, there were gusts in excess of 50mph blowing down the river. The overnight rain had raised the river level and the combination
meant that the entrance to the harbour was like a Mill race. The cygnets could not make headway against the current, the pen realising this attempted to rescue them on her back. She edged them into an eddy but could not get anymore than 5 on her back so abandoned the attempt, and led them downstream to a backwater against the west pier. They had to wait until the tide
rose before getting to the safety of the harbour in the afternoon. This evening, all 9 cygnets were safely with their Mum !
meant that the entrance to the harbour was like a Mill race. The cygnets could not make headway against the current, the pen realising this attempted to rescue them on her back. She edged them into an eddy but could not get anymore than 5 on her back so abandoned the attempt, and led them downstream to a backwater against the west pier. They had to wait until the tide
rose before getting to the safety of the harbour in the afternoon. This evening, all 9 cygnets were safely with their Mum !
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