So been up on Schiehallion and spent a wonderful day enjoying scenery, making the long trek up (enjoying is a misleading word here – satisfying, healthy, aerobically effective) – I may walk rather differently tomorrow!
Encountered a couple of mountain hare showing off their moves in the rocks, saw a timid ptarmigan spooked by the crunch of our boots, meadow pipits larking around, a skylark whose song is my favourite bird song ever. Forget Classic FM's obsession with Lark ascending; the real thing is sublime and unimprovable.
Earlier we met a noisy in your face jay behaving like a bad tempered I'm a celebrity get out of here, or a postmodern ned, and later a red legged partridge with 15 chicks moving along the path ahead of us! She is a wonderful mother – one of the chicks had fallen off the path and couldn't get up – I caught it gently and lifted it up beside its siblings, and the mother was right over at me, outraged at the criticism of her parenting skills.
What a great day.
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