While the other guitars, fiddles, banjos (and other implements of destruction) were being operated at Kingarth (also known as the 'kin garth - there's a double entendre in everything on this trip), I took a break from drinking lots of tea, playing the guitar and blowing the flute, and had a little shufti at the other side of Bute.
A nice quiet walk from Rubber Duck back to Rothesay, listening to eiders all the way.
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| Eider Ducks (detail) Rhubodach |
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| A pair of swans, quietly nibbling on their seaweed Port Bannantyne |
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| Cormorant holding its wings out to dry Port Bannantyne |