After a rather rough night, with the waste bin being thrown across the full extent of the yard, the day itself turned out to be rather pleasant, but with the wind rising again in the evening. However, one more day towards spring and the afternoons are already stretching noticeably!!
An attempt to try and get close to the local Greenland White-fronted Goose flocks met with no success so the collared bird must, at least for the present time, remain somewhat of an enigma. A call into Loch Skerrols saw a good assembly of waterfowl and swans. At least five Coot were still present, possibly part of a movement that saw eight birds on Tiree recently, indeed the same birds might be involved. With about 60 swans ( Mute and Whooper ) dip feeding into the loch , each individual bird had its attendant group of Wigeon, ever circling the larger bird to pick at food morsels disturbed from the bottom. The scene resembled a never ending ballet as birds swirled around in greater or smaller circles of frantic activity. The Coot were as much a part of this as the ducks, but also indulged in their own comic attempts at "diving", an action that I find akin to trying to get a balloon to stay under water!!