Saturday, January 11, 2020
The Met Office gave a very accurate forecast today of a window of bright weather between showers, starting at 2 pm. Too late to go far so I just drove up the road to Ardmair.
Apart from several shags and a great northern diver there was nothing to be seen on the choppy water. A faint sound came to me through the wind and I finally spotted a distant raven against the sky, flying in an agitated manner over the Keanchulish estate. Then something large rose beneath it and flapped onwards - a white-tailed sea eagle.
It was an immature bird. It came quite close but was always high as it cruised above the sheep fields and vanished over the sea.
// posted by Christine @ 2:35 PM 
