Today we moved on from Poolewe, 25 miles down Loch Maree to the Caravan Club site at Kinlochewe, which had been my originally planned centre for hunting the Azure Hawker (Aeshna caerulea). Moving Guillaume occupied us for the morning. Checking…

In this case, my friends in question were one of our dragonfly recorders, let’s call him Pablo, and his partner, Susana. They had coincidentally arranged a short break to travel to Gairloch, to coincide with ours, also in search of…

The day dawned grey. Quelle surprise! So, it didn’t seem to be a dragonfly hunting day. Instead, we thought we’d play regular tourists. There’s a couple of dead end turns around Gairloch, which is as major as a major town…

The uncomfortably high winds have passed and with them, we hoped, the lashing rain. It is still windy, though, just not gale force, and the temperatures remain pitifully low for a supposed summer, hovering around a daytime high of 13°C,…

Yesterday’s 35 mph winds were just meteorological muscle flexing; a little limbering up. Today we enjoyed wind more consistently high and gusting to 50+ mph with a staggering summer high of 11°C. Factor in the considerable wind chill together with…

For the last five days we’ve been staying at the Glenmore Forest campsite beside Loch Morlich. It’s a pleasant but rather odd campsite in that it feels like two different campsites or, at least, a campsite of two distinct parts.…

The longest day of the year and so it promised to be given the weather forecast: wall to wall rain between 09:00 and 18:00. Before it started, though, Francine went to the Loch side to play with her camera and…

We have a sunny day in the offing. Don’t get excited, it’s the only warm-ish sunny day in the foreseeable forecast. There are some sunny intervals forecast in a few days but the temperature is then due to top out…

How many times has this happened? We turn up to a new location in reasonably fine weather and look forward to our visit. Then morning dawns – well, almost – to the gentle drip of rain and cloud-laden skies, thus…

We awoke to a dawn chorus comprised largely of Rooks croaking away. Eventually, a Song Thrush joined in and added several more tuneful notes to the chorus. Our stop at Tebay was about 30 miles shy of our originally intended…