A lochside walk

The weather hasn't exactly lent itself to any wildlife studies of late. Cold northerly winds and much rain. Although we do get out with our soup and sandwich lunches most days it's been very much hats on, hoods up, heads down; for exercise only.

But today the wind has dropped and the sun peers weakly through thin cloud and it was really good to walk the shoreline of Loch Ewe, actually able to observe what's going on around and about. What was going on included a hungry herring gull and an equally hungry otter.

This solitary seagull knew we would leave bits of bread and pieces of cheese for her when we got up to go home after our lunch. 'We did so yesterday so why not today?' she would have figured. And for her tomorrow is not a problem because it does not exist. Tomorrow is for humans alone amongst all creatures great and small. As we ate and drank and talked we watched her flying slow circles, for she would not alight to take our small offerings whilst we were nearby. We people have well earned the fear factor awarded us by almost all else that lives on land and sea (my last blog) and in the air. Which is a shame.

It was difficult to say for sure, but we thought the otter was a three parts grown cub. (Do they have a fixed breeding season?) For ten minutes we sat quietly and watched it hunt along the inshore and its seeweedy margins. This one performed a rather special trick. When it surfaced it shot up from below at great speed, rising its entire body length up into the air before splashing down, rolling about on its back for half a minute or so then submerging again with its characteristic loop-tailed dive. There is something about an otter at sea ...

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