The previous week had seen a variety of extreme weather for the end of April; blizzards with thunder, marble sized hailstones, and even waterspouts off the beach. A brief sunny reprieve beckoned, and I indecisively ambled down to the beach, I’d make my mind up there whether to head North or South.
From up on the Broadhill, I could see a sight that heralded Summer – a swarm of white specks down below
I stopped and watched for a bit. It was quite breezy so thought I’d head North and inland rather than along the coast.
Up to The Don then across to the nature reserve. I’d barely entered the path when I stopped again. The pace was going to be slow today, the wildlife was out in force enjoying the sun.
The seals mostly basked, with an occasional scuffle breaking out where the alpha seal decided somebody was a bit too close to his patch and then the others would pass the strife down the pecking order.
Looking upstream there’s a nice angle on the Brig O’Balgownie, if only there was a slightly bigger gap in the trees.
Next time I’m along this way on foot and it’s low tide, I’ll have to walk along and get the best angle for a snap. I saw a decent patch of Wild Garlic and went down to collect some. Great day for a paddle – though if they were heading sea ward then it was away to get choppy.
As I quietly picked leaves, I noticed some movement on the hill above.
The deer watched me for a bit but I remained still and it went back to munching. A slow motion reach into the pocket got the camera out for a few snaps. So close to a brilliant deer/rabbit snap of them both munching in unison.
I had a quick nosey at the new bridge works. There’s thankfully a few footpaths and underpasses now constructed so it’ll be easy to continue along The Don in future without traversing a major road artery. An inquisitive duck paddled past as I was near the wee metal footbridge, green iridescence shining brightly in the sun.
The iridescence changing to almost purple as the angle changed
Making my way upstream, I’d waited around watching wildlife so much that I abandoned plans to head out into the countryside proper and would head up to Scotstown moor. First I’d check out a wee bit of woodland to the East of the moor that I’d not been to before, Glashie How.
A stream runs through a small glen, with gnarled old trees, and a marshy plain in the middle
The East side backs on to houses. Here, there are tunnels only just passable through rhododendron bushes
Slippery and muddy today, pushed the bike through in parts. Being close to houses this side is unfortunately got quite a bit of urban rubbish lying around.
Crossing back to the far side and heading towards the moor
More iridescence from these starlings who were pecking away furiously in the undergrowth. I crossed over the road and did a circuit of the moor. The gorse and bracken were alive with birdsong.
There’s a few gnarled old dead bushes poking out of the undergrowth. A nice wide panorama towards Bennachie.
After grabbing a quick bite to eat, and it getting chilly, I headed back via the wood at Dubford road, and the Lochside pond. Took a short cut through the hidden lane through the woods at the back of Broadfold road, loads of wild rasps already flowering, I’ll need to remember this later in the year.