Two days ago I stopped off at the tiny village of Stoer just north of
Lochinver, hoping to see a rose-coloured starling that had been reported a few
days earlier. I didn't see that bird but while I was looking a white-tailed
eagle flew over low and provided some consolation. Today I returned and found
the starling showing well on feeders in one of the gardens. Not a bad village
list for me so far!
It's a rather bedraggled looking individual not helped by the dull, drizzly
weather. At first I thought that it was an adult but I now consider it a 1st
summer due to the brown rather than black nape.
Only my third 'adult' rose-coloured starling.
Later I went to the magnificent Point of Stoer and walked from the lighthouse
to the Old Man hoping to see cetaceans but I was out of luck today, just the
usual seabirds plus six twite.
It's a fabulous walk though, with some amazing seascapes, particularly to the
north and east I thought.
The Old Man of Stoer.
A day of squally showers, they hurtled through and didn't last for long but if you caught one they were enough to give you a good soaking. It's a wild and remote place.
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