Suilven
177 days ago
Suilven, Sutherland at 2,389 feet is a decent walk in anyone’s book. Also, one of the first places I saw Ptarmigan with some of their white winter plumage remaining.
Milo has always had a thing about beards – the Brian Blessed type especially. Some poor guys we met ascending when we were on our way down, sported particularly fine examples, and were thus held at bay in a particularly strategic narrow point by Milo until I could persuade him they didn’t posses huge axes or broadswords and meant us no harm. Sorry guys.
Kinloch Hourn
1204 days ago
A fine week was had and that was not only the weather, it was so good to get back to the west coast again – a view of the head of Loch Beag and the accommodation
and west to Loch Hourn over Loch Beag
Dining off the fruit of the land sea (OK, so I wasn’t having much luck with the fly – well my excuse is there were no woman present to tie them on – and I’m sticking to it). With convivial company (many thanks for your hospitality as always Martin) if only there wasn’t that confounded “Seagull” chirping-in at dinner parties… always wonder what the other guests went away thinking?
Martin pointed me towards a convenient Munro (Gleouraich) on the way out, a stretch of the legs before driving back to Yorkshire. Rufus (my Vizsla) doing a good job of finding the Red Deer Ptarmigan for me on the way up.
First pencil and oil studies of a male Ptarmigan, a brace of which I saw at about 800m up Gleouraich, will work it up to a finished paining, erm when I get around to it!
Back home, evidently the summer is still here as the Swallows still are – in fact a few had enough energy to mob a Sparrow Hawk this afternoon.