U3A Skye Nature goes forth on Waternish Point

21st June

The expedition set off in high spirits on a fine day weather wise and our first encounter was with monkshood.


This luxury cruiser of the Princess Line was passing through the Little Minch


Misty Little Minch


Ragged robin (Lychnis flos-cuculi)


Cuckoo flower (Cardamine pratensis)



No name


Curly wurly


The Alfa Britannia, a Korean registered tanker carrying crude oil from Liverpool to Edinburgh round the top of Scotland (http:\\www.marinetraffic.com). The history of this ship includes an incident at Tranmere docks in which several people were seriously injured when a mooring rope gave way.


We'll never know whether this was a young sea eagle


One of a pair of great skuas


Shags and great black-backed gulls, with a cormorant on the right


To the lighthouse


A gannet


The Uig to Lochmaddy (North Uist) ferry

Seal


Willow warbler


Ardmore Bay

June on Skye

                                                                                               6th

Salmon cloudy pink and grey


10th
                                                                             Norbert helps himself to peanuts


The first stage of an escalating campaign to moderate the behaviour of rock doves on the bird table. I actually thought these bits of kindling would act as a deterrent. Such naivety!


11th
                                                                              An uncommon meteorological phenomenom


12th

The stockade



Another day is over


14th

Sturnus vulgaris with the cold confidence of youth


15th
The grim reaper comes for the siskins



16th

The bird table becomes a funeral boat as death waits patiently below



17th
A curlew floats by


19th
Solemn equanimity in the garden



25th
Evolution or terminal mutation?


26th


The killer strikes

Skye U3A Nature day at Neist Point

4th June

It started off cool and breezy but finished up a warm, sunny day and most of us got star-burned. We had hoped to spot the odd dolphin or whale but saw nowt in the marine mammal category apart from a brief glimpse of something large and shiny breaking the surface north of the point..

Neist Point itself. The cliff face on the right was dotted all over with nesting fulmars and the area generally was well populated with gannets, shags, and guillemots; we also saw a pair of great skuas on the rocks near the lighthouse.
               


Southern side of Neist Point



                                       Former lighthouse, now holiday accomodation, on the tip of Neist Point




                                                                    Gravity dragging down the soil in ripples



Waterstein Head



                                                                    Looking south over Moonen Bay



Lazy beds. This strange archeological phenomenom dates back to a time when the people of Skye carried out sustainabke, subsistence farming. Long shallow trenches were dug and the soil was heaped up between the trenches and used to grow potatoes and other vegetables. Once the planting, hoeing, and harvesting work was completed the men folk would retire to the trenches with a plentiful supply of tobacco and whiskey. Lying down and covering themselves over with branches and moss, they would light up their pipes, uncork the bottle, and enjoy a bit of rest and relaxation. There would be several men at evenly spaced intervals along the covered trench and as this constituted a natural sound chamber a merry buzzing and burbling of gaelic conversation, on topics ranging all the way from turnips to peat shovels, would begin to arise from the earth, along with plumes of aromatic tobacco smoke. Some degree of restraint was important if the occupants were to avoid detection by their ever faithful and diligent wives who, it was hoped, would be working hard at home, making delicious potato and oatmeal cakes for tea.



                                         Left to right: the north of South Uist, Benbecula, and the south of North Uist




                                                                                        The Hoe



                                                                      A juvenile Ovis aries



                                                                   Frozen lava and turquoise sea

Marine life finally spotted two days later in the Little Minch from around 15 miles away. As no one seems to recognize this species I'd better name it: Nucleus submarina.

Looking back at May on Skye

                                                               1st May

                                          High flying cirrus clouds (gently falling ice crystals)



                                                                      Heathland fire


                                                                and a herring gull on the bird table



                                                               2nd May

                                                                  Red deer having their tea




                                                               4th May

          


Up in the atmosphere things are beginning to move




8th May








9th May





                                    This was the lead up to nearly 3 weeks of rain and heavy winds





                                                      13th May

                                                    A swallow outside the window


        

A hen-pecked siskin





                                                      20th May


Cirrus fibratus?




23rd May
                                                          What, millet again?



                                                         27th May






                                                   28th May

A double rainbow (maybe this is how it looks on an inhabited planet with Saturn-like rings)




                                                       1st June

                                                        Sparrow hawk doing his rounds of the bird tables