
A short while later there were Red-Throated Diver in the foreground, Red Deer on the beach, and another pair of Golden Eagles cruising the hillside. This time the Eagles were on the receiving end as they were buzzed by a pair of Hoodies.
Golden Eagles numbers five and six came soon after, the male bird enjoying the windy conditions and putting on a few stoops for us. I will at this point mention Golden Eagle number seven simply for the sake of completeness - it was a distant speck and only seen by me.

A forlorn single Whooper Swan graced the small loch, lagging well behind his migrating pals. The day ended with two distant and unspectacular Sea Eagles . . . . well it would have been greedy to wish for more!
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