Garth Peacock
Scotland - the last three days

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To end January 2020...

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That's the end of 2019 for me.

Friday 20th December 2019

Disaster strikes

Monday 2nd December 2019

It's still very hard work

Saturday 9th November 2019

A quiet month overall

Saturday 2nd November 2019

Week ending 11th October 2019

Friday 11th October 2019

A quiet week

Friday 4th October 2019

A week of mixed fortunes

Tuesday 1st October 2019

The final catch-up

Tuesday 10th September 2019

Post Romania

Wednesday 4th September 2019

Romania Day 7 - 14th June 2019

Saturday 17th August 2019

Romania Day 6 - 13th June 2019

Friday 16th August 2019

Romania Day 5 - 12th June 2019

Wednesday 24th July 2019

Romania Day 4 - 11th June 2019

Thursday 18th July 2019

Romania Day 3 - 10th June 2019

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Wednesday 18th April 2018

The last three days produced very little of real interest. Saturday 24th March, we had booked a hide to photograph Crested Tits - except we did not see any - just common stuff we could have got at home although they looked quite attractive on the perch.

At lunchtime, we moved on to the site we had found on the first day at Loch Garton but this was a Saturday, nice weather, and there were too many people around to get anything of note.

Sunday 25th we started our journey home but taking the long way round, firstly through the Glenlivet Estate with loads of Pheasants.

Gorgeous scenery but not much birdlife to photograph.

We went to the Glenshee ski resort as there was information that Ptarmigan could be seen from the car park but, once again, being a weekend, it was packed. I did spot a Mountain Hare in the heather

but as we tried to get close, it was spooked. Then the long drive to our half-way stage at Moffat.

The next day, on the final leg of our journey, we turned off the A66 into the Yorkshire Dales to Tan Hill, a place where we had stayed for a night or two a couple of years back. Plenty of male Red Grouse about

and a female

but not much else. The previous cold weather seemed to have delayed the migrants. We were hoping for Black Grouse as a real bonus. Just as we had given up, and coming down off the moors, I noticed one perched on a stone wall. Rather distant as we shot from the car

but as we tried to get closer, it disappeared. Since this is only the second time that I have seen one, I was delighted although the bird was positioned behind a wire fence. Contrary to my golden rule regarding the use of Photoshop, because this was a rarity for me, I have taken out the wires that stretched across the bird.

End of trip to Scotland. As is usual with such trips, some good, some not so good, but, overall, the weather was kind to us and it was very enjoyable, with good company.