Saturday, April 02, 2022
Sitting on the rocks at Rhue lighthouse I heard a faint confused sound growing slowly louder - and a skein of pink-footed geese (c120 individuals) flew over high heading north.
It was soon followed by a second skein (c160), here flying above Ben Mor Coigach. How lovely it would have been to be up on that snow-dusted ridge, watching them pass over!
Three more skeins (around 600 birds in all) flew over before I left, the air temporarily full of their companionable, slightly hysterical calls which, fading into silence, left a few tugged heartstrings behind them.
There wasn't a great deal to see otherwise; a pair of rock pipits buzzed about and two great northern divers fished close together. Out towards the Summer Isles, a couple of porpoises broke the calm surface and then vanished.
Two wheatears were spotted on croft fences on the drive back to the main road. A diversion along the recycling road brought the sight of an adult white-tailed sea eagle, soaring so high it wasn't visible to the naked eye. At home, I was too tired to go out again; I wish I still had the energy I had when we first moved here!
// posted by Christine @ 2:02 PM 
