Thursday, March 12, 2020
A visit to Loch Craggie yesterday brought no frogs - and no frogspawn! Birds were scarce in a bitingly cold wind, and the best sighting was of thirteen whooper swans on Loch Borralan. By the time we reached Ardmair on the way back, a hailstorm was sweeping in off the sea, so we gave up and came home.
Today began with some brightness, and I drove to West Terrace. A large flock of geese on the camp-site made me pull over and scan for anything different, and there was one pink-foot among the greylag.
It was two days after the highest supermoon tide and about an hour after high tide this morning; but still about the widest I've ever seen the Ullapool River where it curves out to meet the sea loch - although this is looking upstream.
The sound of honking alerted me to the flock of geese relocating, and they went down on the water where I was able to count 80 birds - 79 greylag, and one pink-foot.
I wonder if the camp-site owner chased them off his grass! It began to rain and sleet so once again I gave up and came home, and it's now snowing.
// posted by Christine @ 6:21 AM 
