It’s been a busy few months and I’m back doing some short blogs again. Since I’ve been with you last, I have travelled on my honeymoon (yes…myself and Hazel tied the knot in April). We spent two glorious weeks in Scotland in wonderful weather. We spent time both in the Cairngorms and on the Isle of Mull. By the way, see my latest gallery with a selection of some images from the trip.
There were many wonderful birds but perhaps the one that really struck a chord with me was the beautiful sight and sound of a singing Ring Ouzel. We saw several birds feeding and holding territory along the scrubby tree-line of the mountains.
Their song brought me back to days in Glenmalure, Co. Wicklow when the sounds of singing Ring Ouzels echoed up the valley. It is a sound that is heard no more. The bird’s numbers have dropped considerably and they are no longer found in Wicklow. As this is now my home county, I yearn to hear them once more.
Thankfully small numbers are still present in Kerry and in some mountainous regions of the north-west. Having heard and seen the birds in Scotland, I can’t help but feel a sense of great loss that this beautiful bird no longer frequents the steep scree slopes of Wicklow.