Wednesday, April 30, 2025
We walked from home on this warm sunny day, following a well-worn path to the top of Maol Chalaisgeig - where the wind nearly blew me over! During the ascent, a cuckoo's fluty notes rang out across the river gorge, and as we paused for breath on a steep bit, a grasshopper warbler's reeling was heard from the hillside below. The reeling seemed to come from an area of grass, heather, dead bracken, pine trees, and birches; but although we stood there for some time I couldn't pinpoint the exact source of the sound (unfortunately, Greger can no longer hear it at all) and we failed to spot the bird. It was still good to hear it though, and although this is a small hill, it is still a hill - so grasshopper warbler makes its debut on my hill-walking list!
