Two words: wet, windy.
First sighting of the day was a Kestrel flying close past the cottage window, battling against the wind.
Enduring the full force of a Hebridean 'shower', we decided on a walk along the track from Tiroran, that runs above Loch Scridan. If it wasn't for Mr Labrador, we probably wouldn't have headed out at all!
Eagles, Fingal and Iona, were no where to be seen again, but I can't say I blame them choosing to shelter rather than entertaining eagle watchers.
I'm afraid I don't have any photos from today's walk, it was too wet to get the camera out, but Graeme did take some through the cottage window. I think this gives you an idea of what the west coast gets battered with at times. Just a shame you can't feel the wind strength!
|Where has the view gone?|
|What it looks like on a good day!|
Staffa, Treshnish Isles, Little Colonsay and part of Inch Kenneth
You can read my other Mull Diary Blogs here:
- Day One: The Journey
- Day Two: Time to Explore
- Day Three: Sunshine, Sand and an Eagle
- Day Four: Eagles Galore
- Day Five: A Hebridean Storm
- Day Six: Wildlife, Wildlife Everywhere
- Day Seven: Golden and White
- Eagle Watching on Mull
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Photos copyright Karen Hartnell and Graeme Low