Sunday, April 28, 2024
A trip to Keanchulish Estate brought four dunlin foraging in the tide-wrack - not my first of the year, but the earlier ones were winter-grey and these are showing a little colour.
On the way home, I turned into the Rhidorroch Estate road at the top of Morefield Hill, and drove on to the recycling centre. High up, a cuckoo came flying strongly from Ullapool Hill and I lost it behind the plantation. I walked out onto the moorland and realised two birds were cuckooing in the distance. Then one came flying towards me, landing on the fence nearby.
Back in Ullapool, the most interesting thing was a dead fish on the slippery green beach.
Just about succeeding in keeping my footing, I got closer and took a picture from a different angle, showing the huge head.