This morning I drove from Scourie to Durness. The weather is windy and damp and the roads are narrow but wider than the van so I was relaxed and happy bowling along at forty or fifty miles per hour.
I have had three days in Scourie. It’s halfway between Ullapool and the north coast of Scotland. It’s also okay.
I’ve been birding this week but as you will see in a moment you proper birders have no reason to panic. I am not about to usurp your status any time soon.
I lugged Bertha this way and that way. Whichever way I went they went the other.
The Grey Heron was there every morning. I could get within a hundred yards…..I thought it was concentrating on catching breakfast but it had an eye on me. One stride nearer and at ninety nine yards it was away.
It’s a funny thing but despite the lack of usable pictures I enjoyed watching them.
I’m in no rush and Durness looks to be a grand place. It will be if the rain stops. I’m once again on top of a cliff overlooking the sea so given a northerly gale or some daylight I’ll try for some pictures. I have internet here so I’ll also be able to post them.
Have a good weekend.