The forecasters promised us a hard frost and the night's clear skies and breathless winds duly delivered, with temperatures in the centre of the village dropping to -6C. Happily, conditions underfoot weren't too bad so I managed to walk....
....along the ancient trackway which follows the coast northwards to Wick, passing between Dunrobin Castle and the sea a mile from the village.
Usually this section of beach is busy with birds but something - perhaps the temperature - kept them away so, other than a few gulls, a crow or two, the usual flock of rock doves, a flock of about twenty eider half-a-mile offshore, and....
....this lone cormorant, the only birds of interest were....
....a half-a-dozen redshanks.
We haven't seen redshanks for weeks so this sighting was welcome, even though they didn't hang around long enough for me to be able to practise my stalking skills.
The forecasters promised us a hard frost and the night's clear skies and breathless winds duly delivered, with temperatures in the centre of the village dropping to -6C. Happily, conditions underfoot weren't too bad so I managed to walk....
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