Monday, January 22, 2024
Despite the wind and the rain and after a morning of domestic jobs, I visited Ardmair and watched the usual gulls dip-feeding from the car. Then I spotted a beautiful white-winger among them, which flew along the beach towards the camp-site. I'd turned and parked so that I could watch and snap from the car, but that meant I couldn't get out of the door - the wind was too strong - and I managed just a couple of shots while twisting awkwardly round in my seat before the gull disappeared.
Yesterday, we took a walk at Loch Glascarnoch that was part slush, part ice - and saw a pair of mallards. And that was it.