Littleferry was beautiful this morning when we arrived at about nine-thirty, with a brisk southwesterly blowing, the temperature soaring to a dizzy 8C, and plenty of cheering sunshine. However, the first thing we saw as we dropped down onto Littleferry's main sandy beach was....
....a dead razorbill.
Happily, this was the only dead bird but it formed a high proportion of the birds at Littleferry as there were so few. So, whereas a few weeks ago we'd have seen perhaps fifty eider, today....
....we found just one pair swimming in the entrance to the loch.
This might all have been very depressing but we were greatly cheered by hearing the songs of the first....
....skylarks of the year, at least three of them, all flying and singing high above the links. These are, I think, the males who have arrived early to stake out their territories.
The weather seemed to spur us into what was, by our standards, a long walk which took us along the banks of the main pool of....
....Loch Fleet, where there were very few birds and no sign of the seals which usually adorn the further sandbanks in this picture.
So.... a very enjoyable morning's walking but, oh!, we are seeing so little wildlife these days!
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