Graemeshall loch

Cycled over the barriers and round the parish of Holm (pronounced ham) today. It was a perfect crisp, cold and sunny November morning. Lots of big clouds and rainbows whizzed past but I managed to avoid the worst showers.

Stopping to watch the wildfowl on Graemeshall loch was a good excuse to catch my breath. A camera and something to point it at stops passers by wondering if they should offer medical attention.

There were a lot of birds - geese, coots, heron and lots of different ducks that I can't be any more specific about. It was really quiet and still and I was amazed at all the unfamiliar noises. I assume it was the birds wings and bills moving on and in the water. It really was strange but great to listen to.