Sunday, March 29, 2015


On a showery morning a glaucous gull was on the river spit in Ullapool.


I went home for lunch and to dry out and on a hunch visited the harbour in the afternoon. The glaucous flew onto the quayside with herring gulls, and I went as far as I was allowed with the construction-site restrictions.


A fishing boat must have thrown out some of their unwanted catch - possibly catfish; the gulls didn't seem over-keen, but perhaps they'd already dined.


It was galling to see a fisherman walk right past the glaucous, which unlike the other gulls, stood its ground. Belatedly aware that I was getting drenched for the second time, I gave up and went home for the rest of the day.

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