Tuesday, October 30, 2018
The immature golden eagle could only just be seen with the naked eye as it soared above a distant ridge.
Even with bins I couldn't see what a couple of the pictures show - that the bird had a full crop.
No worries then about the eagle finding food in this cold spell. A smallish falcon seen briefly before it disappeared behind a plantation (it must have flown over my head!) was probably a merlin; a male stonechat went up from the wet moorland and hovered, checking me out; and three whooper swans were on Loch Droma. Not a bad bunch for a late afternoon walk.
// posted by Christine @ 12:25 PM 
