Heron interrupted

This rig has been in from the North Sea for so long, it's starting to qualify as derelict. Figuratively at any rate.

Anyway, NorWestie and I were doing one of our firthside walks at low tide, when I looked up to see this chap. Herons are both noisily bad-tempered, and shy of interruption. But he tolerated us for a while before he flew down the shoreline, honking loud complaint. On our way back we came upon him again, see extra. This time he shrugged and carried on fishing.