Spey Bay 14 May 2018 Sand martin darted above the river, calling to each other. A sound like gravel, Ian suggested. Sunlight shone on a dipper perched on the river bank and we glimpsed a sand piper.
All week, from our base at Heather Lea, we crossed the RIver Spey and today we followed its course to the estuary at Spey Bay. On a beautiful day in mid-May it was the perfect place. We could have lingered, we'd like to return. Some of our party were enchanted by dolphins and I'd go back for them alone.
All week, from our base at Heather Lea, we crossed the RIver Spey and today we followed its course to the estuary at Spey Bay. On a beautiful day in mid-May it was the perfect place. We could have lingered, we'd like to return. Some of our party were enchanted by dolphins and I'd go back for them alone.
Sunlight blazed on fragrant banks of gorse where linnet and yellowhammer sang. We listened to reed warbler and reed bunting and studied them in perfect light. A pair of common tern sat on a branch out in the estuary and I went down to the shore to photograph them and to look toward shingle banks for eider, goosander and dunlin.
The stillness of the day is caught in reflections of common tern upon their branch. And it's a study in aquamarine: a fusion of sea and sky.
The stillness of the day is caught in reflections of common tern upon their branch. And it's a study in aquamarine: a fusion of sea and sky.
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