Watching me, watching you....

First beach walk of the year this morning in wet cold weather, but good togs and neoprene lined wellies are perfect, snug and dry.

We, Ruaridh and me, went otter spotting but the tide was extremely high and it was blowing a gale, so the chances were pretty slim. We were just walking towards their normal hangout when we saw a pair about 30 metres from the shore. They were so close that I didn't need binoculars. In fact they had been watching us, looking for them. Amazing. I presume they were fishing on the tide. Of course when we got too close they headed out to sea and vanished in the waves.

A spotting scope is climbing higher up the agenda.