I don't often write positive things on this blog, so I thought I'd do it today. I've just come back from a 6 day holiday in the Outer Hebrides, staying with my friend on North Uist. I flew from Bristol to Glasgow, and then Glasgow to Benbecula, having got up at 0330 and arriving at 1130. The weather was glorious throughout the trip - so we had fabulous views and went for walks (not many for me) along sandy beaches. We had some fantastic meals, including eating fresh langoustine on the Isle of Harris.
The main highlight of my birding year - I saw a pair of Golden Eagles with their chick in the nest. Marvellous. I also saw turnstones, wheatears, knot, curlews and a short eared owl, along with the commoner birds of the garden. AND a red breasted merganser on the way to Harris.
It was lovely being there with my friend - I'll go back as soon as I can!
I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it?