Wednesday, February 01, 2023
Mid-afternoon I drove to Ardmair, and as I pulled into the lay-by I thought I saw a white winger flying away from me and out to sea. Blast! A few minutes later it came back towards the shore and then flew over to the fish farm. I clicked away, never thinking for a moment that it could be a black-headed gull; it was very pale and flew more strongly. But when I looked at one of the photos on the camera monitor, I could definitely see a red bill. Then - "Wow! What if it's a Mediterranean gull?" Having now looked at the photos on the computer, I think it probably is.
The gull flew round the bay a couple of times and then seemed to disappear behind the Rhue headland - so I drove back to the village hoping it would end up there. A quick walk round the harbour, however, failed to produce it; and by then the light was failing anyway. That's a probable Scottish tick for me - and more importantly, a dazzling gull to brighten up a dull day in what's been a pretty dull week.
// posted by Christine @ 8:02 AM 
