Thursday, October 17, 2024
The Surfer
Wednesday, October 16, 2024
Farlary
We haven't been for a walk on Farlary Croft since September 2023. Normally, we'd be up there two or three times during the summer, always returning home with a camera full of photographs. That the gap has been so big is down to the medical problems with my leg, which is now almost completely healed - so a beautiful morning yesterday found us driving up into the Sutherland hills.
The croft is one of several in the Farlary township but is unique in that the crofter has spent money on developing an extensive network of trails for visitors to follow. There is no entry fee, there's a car park, a number of picnic tables, and miles of carefully-developed paths, yet we find we usually have the walks to ourselves - as we did yesterday. That we'd been away for some time was evident in the number of new features - like this lochan, one of three new ones, all a bit bare at the moment - but the one thing the crofter evidently enjoys is his trees - some of which are very unusual species - as can be seen........around this little lochan, developed some years ago. We almost always make use of the blue picnic bench as it is in the sun during the mornings, and this is a good site for dragonflies - in their season.The croft is usually rich with wildlife but this is a time of year when the summer migrant birds have departed, the winter immigrants haven't yet arrived, and the residents are making good use of their absence. So yesterday I took hardly any wildlife pictures except for some of this rather fine fungus.
As we descend from the main network of paths in the upper part of the croft we come down this little glen to where there is a stone bench which, because it is beautifully sheltered and south-facing, is always a warm place to sit and relax.Tuesday, October 15, 2024
Summer Again!
I had thought that summer was over, that last Thursday's peacock and red admiral were the last butterflies we would see this year, but the sun came out this morning, the temperature soared to 14C, the bees were busy on the remaining heather flowers....
....a grey wagtail, which should have gone south long ago, was seen hunting insects around the edges of our pond - now refilled after drying out in the summer 'drought' - and.... ....suddenly the butterflies were out, a single peacock and........the lone painted lady who has graced our garden with her presence over the last fortnight.Monday, October 14, 2024
Loch Fleet Fungi
We walked in the pine plantation along the banks of Loch Fleet yesterday looking for fungi and were not disappointed in their numbers - so this might be a good year for them. However....
I still don't want to try to identify them but can't help it. Some I'm reasonably sure of - like, this is a brittlegill - but others defeat me, like...
....these, relatively undamaged, beauties. We've found them in the same woods before, just in one place, and couldn't identify them then.This was about the most undamaged one we found, its colour even more rich chestnut than seen in the picture. The underside of the cap and the stalk are the same colour, so it should be easy to identify.This may be meadow coral fungus. It's very similar to yellow stag horn but it caught my attention because, unlike the others, it was found out in the open grassland of the links.Sunday, October 13, 2024
Manoeuvres in the Moray Firth
Saturday, October 12, 2024
Rowans
I walked up this forest track yesterday in search of berries, in particular rowan berries as these are the favourites of the migrant birds from the north which arrive around this time - fieldfare and redwings in particular. It's early for them, but their arrival dates depend on how quickly they exhaust the berry crop in places like Scandinavia where they've spent the summer. Certainly, the crop here....
....is a good one, with many rowans sagging under the weight of their fruit.Sadly, I didn't see anything feeding on the rowans so concentrated my enjoyment on the flowers growing in the recently-cut verges, one of which....
....is one of my favourites, the beautifully named devil's-bit scabious. Only a few of the summer's blooms are still there, fading as winter approaches, while, to my surprise, some plants........are just coming into flower - at this time of year! This is gorse, more and more of it bursting into its yellow blooms as winter approaches.I walked up the track until I reached the gate in the fence which, at one time, was the boundary between the artificial forestry to the right and the wild, open moor to the left. No longer, as the open land I so loved was planted, mainly with conifer, a couple of years ago, the area fenced, and the red deer we used to watch expelled - or shot - from the new plantation.I walked too far, but the sun was so warm, the sky blue, the wind light, and the unfolding track beckoned. Time was when I could have carried on up to the cleared clachan of Loch Lunndaidh, but not any more so, very reluctantly but sensibly, I turned back, arriving home exhausted after a two-and-a-half hour walk.
Thursday, October 10, 2024
Autumn
Wednesday, October 9, 2024
Ties
From the time I became one of the more senior members of staff at the English schools I taught in, I felt the need to wear a suit to work, and since men's suits were expected to be dark, boring colours I used to cheer myself up with brightly-colours ties, often bought by Mrs MW from the local Oxfam shop.
By the time I moved schools again, to The Plume in Maldon, my collection of brightly-coloured ties were becoming quite legendary, to the extent that, in 1988, for a reason I cannot recall, a colleague, Bernard Kerr, did a sketch which reflected....
....both my geography teaching and my taste in neckwear.These thoughts are occasioned by a search of my wardrobe I've just carried out for an errant scarf, needed because the temperature outside isn't going to reach 10C today, when I found a little hanger which used to be jammed with ties, with just three on it: a black tie, HM Coastguard issue but kept for funerals, my Clan Gunn tie to celebrate my mother, who was a keen member of that tribe, and, for old times sakes, one of the ties I used to wear to school.Sunday, October 6, 2024
Defeat
The other day, while walking up the track which leads past our house into the forestry, I noticed a side track which climbed towards the summit of Bheinn Bhraggie. Being too late to follow it that day, we tackled it this morning in damp, cloudy conditions which....
....probably suited the fungi.The track led steadily uphill and we persevered but, after about a kilometre, we had to admit defeat - which was so frustrating as we could see that the track veered away to the left to traverse the hill and so probably led out onto the high, open moorland that I so love.We just don't have the energy we once had. This was not a long walk - after we returned home I could see that we had walked about three kilometres and climbed a hundred metres vertically - yet I felt utterly drained.
We stood for a time at the turning-back point and admired what views there were - this one looking roughly south towards Loch Fleet - but........we could see that, had we been able to climb higher, there were panoramas yet to open up.We're old, so we really shouldn't complain that we can only manage relatively short distances these days, but whenever I am faced with a defeat like this I look back on the expeditions of which we used to be capable and wish for that life all over again.
Saturday, October 5, 2024
Curlew
Mrs MW and I sat together on the bench by Dunrobin Castle this morning looking out to sea and enduring a thin drizzle. The same birds were on the rock peninsula as I saw on Thursday but one of the curlews, usually very shy, was close enough for a nervous photograph.
In the twenty-five minutes we sat there only one person passed us, a young man on his way home from working at the castle. Even the usual small band of dog-walkers seemed to have been deterred by the weather. Which was fine, as it left us in peace to relax to the swash of the waves and the plaintive call of the sea birds.
Friday, October 4, 2024
A Rocky Roost
Yesterday's view from the bench along the path to Dunrobin Castle was of a busy sky over a dead-calm sea. I sat there for at least half-an-hour and not a soul passed me, sat enjoying the warmth of the sun and the light breeze and the alone-ness, and watching....
....the structure formed of boulders that sticks out at right angles to the beach; watch it because it's a favoured congregating place for the birds that spend their time along this section of coast.There are cormorants, many of them with white bibs which indicate they are juveniles, a grey heron (at left) and two large gulls which I think are the black-backed pair which frequented these rocks last winter.Then there is a rather difficult-to-see flock of rock doves, part of a much bigger flock which, having wintered here last year, then went away for the summer and are only recently returned; and several other birds - oystercatchers and curlews in particular - which are not in these pictures.I can quite understand why the birds so favour this spot at the end of the rock peninsula - it's well away from any dogs that pass along the coast path - but I do not understand why this strange structure has formed at this particular point along the coast.