Tuesday, May 06, 2014
After a morning of domestic stuff, we drove north to Lochan an Ais once more and ate our sandwiches in the car, looking over empty water. A black-throated diver came flying in and landed on the far side of the lochan.
All along the fenced parts of the road, stonechats can be seen hunting from posts. This windswept male was making use of the telegraph pole and cable in the lay-by.
He looked as though he was contemplating launching himself over the lochan far below, but he just quietly slipped out of sight.
From further along the path we could see he hadn't gone far.
Back down at the car, I looked up to see a raven cruising along the skyline.