Another day another loch, and walk in another woods…

All the lochs are frozen and the sky is blue…  I walk up another hill, Tom Bailgeann, and do more woodsy stuff, and have to stop my van at one point, for some Crossbills, in the road, fantastic.

I go to Loch Ruthven, looking for Dougie, but I don’t find him in the hide.  And I don’t find any Slav Grebes on the Loch, which is mostly frozen.  Dougie should have been sitting in the hide waiting for visitors and the Grebes should have been around braving the ice, like the pair of tufted ducks and mallard that were there.  But never mind, it was another good day.

Ok, I’ve added some more pics here, now that I’ve had the chance to sort them out…