We headed for the hills on Friday and have just returned. Guiding three chaps from Kent who usually only see Islay in the winter whilst coming here for the geese. Well, summer was really here and we watched an Eagle fly over our wild campsite and a Peregrine taking a Mallard just thirty steps from where we camped, witnessed a Hen Harrier hawk the hill, listen to Snipe drumming and a cuckoo calling well into the night and enjoyed Common Sandpipers as we fished the rare and high lochens. Plenty for tea each evening and enough catch to put back too!
Dragon flies, Otter prints, Adders and beetles kept using looking and watching for three uttterly peaceful and magical days.
