Y'know, sometimes it really does just come down to being in the right
place at the right time. Today I biked 6km up Glen Almond from the Sma
Glen, and then walked up onto an unassuming heathery lump of a hill to
get a nice view across to Loch Freuchie.
I reached the viewpoint and
then not five seconds later I followed the track of a raven some way in the distance, heading to my right. I lost sight of it but at that same time caught sight of something else, something large headed
right towards me at my eye level. A white-tailed eagle, graciously
giving me a flypast as I stood high on the crags! It glared at me and then veered away without a single flap of its enormous wings. That’s the first one I’ve ever seen in Perthshire. Bit of a treat!!!