Tuesday, 15 July 2025

Mull - a Scottish adventure for Oriole Birding 28th June - 5th July 2025

SATURDAY 28th JUNE

The long drive up to Lockerbie from Lowestoft with Pete Osgood on board was pleasantly quiet on the roads with just a few Red Kites and Buzzards on the way and a bonus Osprey over the A66 as we cut across from Scotch Corner.

Red Kite - Pete Osgood


SUNDAY 29th JUNE

All bar one of the crew left Lockerbie after breakfast and headed north and a short stop overlooking Lock Tulla in a strengthening breeze gave us zipping Sand Martin, a party of Redpolls and an educational look at flying Tree and Meadow Pipits.  With a little time to spare we took the longer upper loop to Oban and passed through Glencoe which was simply spectacular with every peak visible and every glacial cirque and hanging glacial valley outlined.  The boat from Oban to Mull was calm and entertaining with  two big rafts of Manx Shearwaters and a few birds lazily circulating.  Odd groups of Guillemot and Razorbill and some dapper Black Guillemots too.  A gang of 70 Gannet and more Manxies were plunge diving on a fish shoal but there were no cetaceans present.  A little further on we found a splendid pod of energetic Common Dolphins and an island covered in Arctic Terns.

 

Loch Tulla

Loch Tulla






Manx Shearwater - Pete Osgood

We traversed Mull seeing roadside Oystercatchers, Buzzards and Hooded Crows and a stop at the Three Lochs Viewpoint gave some of us a distant adult White-tailed Eagle but it was the hunting male Hen Harrier at Loch Beg not far from the Port nan Gael hotel that stole the show while Snipe ‘kipped’ from fence posts and Ravens kronked.  We almost made it to the hotel but a hunch had us swing back down the road where two Otters were watched playing around just off the rocks.  What a grand way to kick things off!


Three Lochs Viewpoint

Thyme



Loch Scridain

Loch Scridain


Snipe - Pete Osgood

MONDAY 30th JUNE

The weather was poor and the midges as persistent as the rain but we made the best of the day and set off around Loch Beg and began poodling along and searching the shores of Loch Scridain picking up broods of Greylags and numerous Common Sandpipers before a large dog Otter trotted along the beach.  A quick exit and we were soon watching him catch his breakfast in the inshore waters. 


Otter

Otter


Otter - Pete Osgood

Common Sandpiper

Heath Spotted Orchid

Marsh Valerian

Up and over the top through Glen More where a post perching Snipe and Grey Wagtail were the highlights before dropping down onto the narrow winding coast road.  The cloud base dropped lower and we were thwarted in our attempts at the Golden Eagle eyrie.  The shore line was excellent though and we got superb views from the shelter of the bus of broods of Common Sandpiper, Ringed Plover and Oystercatcher and more drumming Snipe that I had ever seen in one place.  There were Redshank, Dunlin, Curlew and Lapwings too along with Rock and Meadow Pipits and many broods of very damp Wheatears.  There were 16 Mergansers freshening in a stream entering the sea and the hillsides were running with countless impressive waterfalls.


Snipe

Common Sandpiper fledgling

Gannets and Guillemots

Red-breasted Mergansers






A glance back revealed that the Eagle cliffs were now becoming visible and a quick about turn gave us another opportunity and before too long the well grown Golden Eaglet was being watched.  I suspect that both parents were sitting not too far away wondering if the rain would ever stop long enough for them to hunt.

Song Thrush - Pete Osgood

 



The hillsides were snugly carpeted with stunted broad leaved trees with Sessile Oak, Elm, Ash, Rowan, Hazel and Willow.  I stopped to tell the folks about it.  This is what the uplands of Britain should look like.

Snipe drumming - Pete Osgood

A little further on we picked up an adult White-tailed Eagle sat out on a seaweedy island but the midges soon had us back on the bus and dreaming of coffee in Salen.  A flock of 40 Rock Doves on the wires on the outskirts of the village delayed caffeine intake by a further few minutes.

 

White-tailed Eagle

With coffee in hand we had a failed look for Dippers but did see some wonderful Greater Butterfly and Heath Spotted Orchids on the verges along with a beautiful stand of Melancholy Thistles, Marsh Valerian and Water Avens.  The ruinous hulks of the Salen Ships made for somewhat moody photographic opportunities with a couple of female Eiders snorkelling behind.

Salen Rock Doves

Greater Butterfly Orchid

Melancholy Thistle

Water Avens

Heath Spotted Orchid


Eyebright sp










The long loop was continued as we headed for Craignure but constant scanning of the calm Sound of Mull gave us another Otter mum with one pup and shortly afterwards I spied two more White-tailed Eagles perched up on rocky islands – one was huge and presumably the female.  While watching these another female Otter with two pups was seen hunting close in shore giving us six today and eight Otters in two days!

 

White-tailed Eagle

A final adult White-tailed Eagle was seen flying east of Craignure before we began the climb back over the top to Pennyghael.  There were no birds but the low cloud and rain made the scenery even more dramatic and there were amazing braided cascades pouring off the smoothed glacially scoured tops.

 




So all in all a very good day indeed. Not sure if anyone got their step count in though?

TUESDAY 1st JULY

It was glorious, calm and the landscape was perfectly reflected in Loch Scridain. The Otters could be seen hunting to the east and a few Gannets were milling around. 


We stopped here on the way down to watch the Harbour Seal colony and noisy Arctic Terns

Harbour Seals

Today was all about boats and we spent almost the entire day moving between the islands offshore from the Ross of Mull.  We caught our Staffa Tour boat from Fionnphort a little before ten (where Rooks were a new island bird!) and headed out towards Lunga passing many auks, a few Manx Shearwaters and our first Fulmars on the way but no cetaceans whatsoever.  

Fulmar

Puffin

Fulmar

Puffins and Razorbills












Once ashore we spent a very enjoyable couple of hours amongst the nesting seabirds with up close encounters with all the species present.  It was warm, sunny, smelly, noisy and mesmerising.  It was good to see several Great Skuas patrolling and some Arctic Skuas bouncing around offshore giving incoming Puffins grief.  A couple of the party heard Corncrake and we found a small group of obliging Twite too.

 










Simply my best Puffin experience ever

Puffin - Pete Osgood

Puffin - Pete Osgood

Puffin - Pete Osgood












Everyone loves a Puffin but I prefer Razorbills!


One man and his Razorbill - Catherine Maxwell









Guillemots chilling


Arctic Skua

Great Skua






Shags were nesting at our feet in crevices and would pop out a snaky neck and shout at you!

Bladder Campion


Twite


Kittiwakes


Back at the cliffs of Mull


Time up and on to Staffa with its impressive basalt columns and the famous Fingal’s Cave.  Common Blues flitted around us and the sun still shone.  



















Eupoecelia angustana

English Stonecrop

Beach Lovage - Lingusticum scothicum

A Sawfly

Marsh Pennywort

Bearberry?

Moon Jellyfish

Walker-guese Man-O'War



The skipper had a Minke Whale on the way back but it deep dived before anyone saw it and as the boat was due to drop some folk off on Iona we all decided to jump ship too and spent a lovely couple of hours ambling around, hearing Willow Warblers and a distant Corncrake, taking in the Monastery and a fine ice-cream.  We felt like proper, if somewhat overdressed tourists.  The short ferry ride back rounded up a long but rewarding day.


Maidenhair Spleenwort and Wall-Rue














Back on Mull...   don't ask... I don't know!
 

WEDNESDAY 2nd JULY

The plan was to rerun the wet Monday and it started very well with the two Otters not far from the hotel and another dog Otter a little further out and with our daily Otter quotient achieved we set out for the wiggling Salen road once again.  With fine still weather we stopped around Loch Beg and quickly picked up a couple of Greenshank with the Redshanks on the mud and had some good views of a very pale Short-eared Owl quartering the hillside while high above a female Hen Harrier was giving some serious grief to an immature Golden Eagle. 

Loch Scridain

Loch Beg


Loch Beg


Short-eared Owl 

Red Deer

There were small birds alongside the road this time with Whitethroats, Blackcap, Sedge Warbler and Spotted Flycatcher and a puddle held Common Sandpipers, Meadow Pipit and both Grey and Pied Wagtails.  Nothing was picked up over the top bar lots of now dry Wheatears, Meadow Pipits and Stonechats.  A Small Pearl Bordered Fritillary was new to the butterfly list.

Down along the side of Loch Na Keal the young Golden Eagle was tucking into his breakfast and we could clearly see the eyrie this time and thus when both parents came in they were magnificent too and it was a privilege to watch them soar above us.  





Golden Eagle

Golden Eagle - Pete Osgood

On again past the breeding waders along the shoreline to Knock where we set off for a walk through the pines towards Loch Ba. The weather held despite darkening skies at times and at last we got some insect activity too with Golden Ringed Dragonflies, Common Hawker, Keeled Skimmers, Highland Darters, Large Red Damselflies and a few Butterflies including Painted Lady, Small Copper and Common Blues (but none of the specialities).  






Highland Darter - a new 'form' for me

Highland Darter 

Highland Darter 


Highland Darter 

Highland Darter 

Large Red Damselfly

Keeled Skimmer


Keeled Skimmer - I did not know they were in Scotland
Painted Lady - a little worn but a long way north!

A huge Horse Leech was admired and a small clear pond held at least 13 Palmate Newts.  There were a few finches and tits and a Common Sandpiper doing a distraction display. 

 


Horse Leech 


Syrphus sp

Syrphus sp

Syrphus sp

Greenbottle

Platycheirus granditarsus

Butterwort

Lousewort

Butterwort and Round Leaved Sundew

Silverweed

Marsh Willowherb - Epilobium palustre

Lesser Spearwort

Marsh Bedstraw - Galium palustre

Tutsan


Palmate Newt

Palmate Newt


Lunch beckoned and we were informed of a massive landslide back on the narrow coast road we had come along and were very glad to have made it through and still be able to head to the Ulva Ferry spot to catch our ride on the Lady Jayne.

 

Hooded Crow - and it always will be






It was simply stunning and we had six visits from three different White-tailed Eagles and saw at least four if not five.  Being so close to such huge powerful birds was quite overwhelming.  We saw a few auks, Gannets and Manx Shearwaters but little else but no one really cared and the silence on the bus back to Port nan Gael told the story as everyone processed their own personal Eagle encounters.

 









Anticipation mounting

Black Guillemot

Gannet - the ones here are flying 70 miles up from Ailsa Craig

Kittiwake


Gannet



Black Guillemot

Probably the wildest setting for Canada Geese I have taken!

Eas Fors plummeting into the sea


Common Tern


And now for the White-tailed Eagle images...



















The pink tail is blood from feeding on Seal afterbirth 








That evening dinner was interrupted by a shout of Dolphins and we went outside to watch a big pod of Common Dolphins hunting over a large area.  They included several very small youngsters and there was much aerial action.  Gannets, Manx Shearwaters, Gulls and Terns swirled around before the main courses called us back inside.

 


THURSDAY 3rd JULY

It was grim so we opted for a tour around the southern side of Mull beginning down the interesting road wiggling all the way to Carsaig passing a couple of Bullfinches and bedraggled Pipits on the way down and pausing like proper tourists at the ‘I know where I’m going’ red phone box from the 1945 film.  We stood on the quay for a while but could find no divers and with rain strengthening retreated.

 







‘I know where I’m going’ red phone box

We headed back over the top and onto the long road down to Lochbuie with the temptation of coffee and cake at the end.  It began with a road full of male Peacocks while Red Deer grazed in a paddock and once at Loch Spelve a brief respite saw us out of the bus for ten minutes and watching Harbour Seals and our first two Goosanders.  Three Little Grebes were also our first on the freshwater Loch Uisg but once at the end the weather closed in and The Old Post Office café did a roaring trade!  A Fallow Deer was a somewhat odd addition to the mammal list!

Red Deer

Red Deer

Goosander

 
The view at The Old Post Office






Back out (there are no loops) and onto another dead end roadlet to Croggan that ran right alongside the sea loch.  Other than copious quantities of rain it did offer us our first Cormorant and a splendid dog Otter that fished close in  and even climbed up on a rock to eat his Butterfish affording everyone excellent ‘from the van’ views.

 




Otter

I presume that this is a Northern Marsh Orchid

We dropped Donald off at Craignure a little earlier than expected so that he could catch an earlier boat to Oban and once again climbed back over the high pass where the hills were streaming with water.  The most miniscule gap at the Three Lochs Viewpoint saw the Twins both pick up an adult Golden Eagle working its way along the ridge and somehow holding itself into the wind up there.  


Three Lochs - no inverts but an Eagle


The verges were covered in low growing Thyme, Buttercups, Self Heal, Cinquefoil, Silverweed and Orchids and it was such a shame to see that most of the already low growing verges on the whole island were systematically being mown down to soil level for no apparently good reason.  Away from the verges we saw almost no flowers whatsoever so it was double disappointing and troubling for an island that seems to pride itself on attracting people to visit the wild scenery and its wildlife.  I may have given the driver of the mower a hard stare.  

I may have suffered from a moment of enragement

Down to Loch Beg where a female Hen Harrier blew across the road in the rain and quartered the forest edge before heading in the same direction the male did on Sunday and the Manx Shearwaters, Gannets, Harbour Seals and Auks were gathering on Loch Scridain once again the rain settled in and the wind got up but the female Otter and her cub were having fun in the sea off the hotel regardless.  We chanced the Seal pupping island at about 5pm but there were no White-tails in attendance but the approaching wall of rain across the loch soon had us retreating to the hotel for a final time.








Incoming - again!

FRIDAY 4th JULY - Fifty Shades of Rain

We did not think it could get any wetter but it did and after a slightly later start we set off on the old Salen road loop as the road had been reopened after the Wednesday rock fall.  The amount of water pouring off the hills, cliffs and escarpments and flooding across bogs, roads and down crashing burns was amazing and slightly terrifying at the same time.  The cleared section of road had been badly damaged and the now removed boulders had wrecked the armco barrier.  We did not linger!

 






Windblown waterfalls into the Atlantic British Rainforest below





Damp gang - Catherine Maxwell

I opted to retrace our route as it still gave us the best chances of finding something but it soon became clear that the volume of water was making things dangerous and roads were being covered so we agreed to call it a day and admit defeat at 1.30.  Glen More was especially violent and it would have been great to have been able to explore the watershed point on the river that ran through it as it suddenly became obviously that it was thundering towards us as we drove up and with us on the way down! 







On other days we had seen a variety of Wetbirds – today they were Windblown Bedraggled Birds and I do not think we were ever out of the car for more than five minutes all morning!  The shoreline waders were still feeding their young and Terns were fishing close inshore but the local Pipits and Wheatears looked particularly miserable.

 

We saw three Otters but even they were brief and soon disappeared and once up at Salen (more coffee and cake) we found the Eiders once again and Pete was able to creep closer for some pics.  Both Goosander and Mergansers were here too along with our only Mute Swans.

 

The only wildlife pictures I took all day were of a parent Oystercatcher with her three almost fully fledged chicks

Pete and a Merganser

Wet-breasted Merganser - Pete Osgood

Two female Eider with a large chick - Pete Osgood

As we neared the hotel a dog Otter popped up on the rocks at last allowing the whole crew to add one to their day list.  We never saw the other side of the loch all day and were all glad to be safely back at base.

 

SATURDAY 5th JULY

A heavy drizzle greeted us as we readied to leave for home but had descended by the time we got over the top.  Several stops to scan lochs and such like only gave us flocks of moulting Canada Geese and a few Hooded Crows and down near Craignure Golf Course we checked for Eagles and Otters with no joy although there were a couple of female Eider.  

Mull - the only place where the Cattle, Sheep, Otters and Birds have more road-sense than the humans attempting to drive around.





Our crossing to Oban at 11.05 was smooth and we just kept ahead of the weather.  No cetaceans were seen but there were good views of Auks, Gannets, Manx  Shearwaters and two Arctic Skuas.

House Sparrow

Herring Gull suffering an embarrassing loss of footing moment

but managed a good recovery

The ghostly looking Blue Clipper

Mixed Arctic & Common Terns, Kittiwakes and auks

Mixed Arctic & Common Terns, Kittiwakes and auks

The lighthouse on Eilean Musdile


Manx Shearwaters, Gannet & Herring Gull

Manx Shearwaters - Pete Osgood



From Oban it was a strangely smooth journey back to Norfolk via the Lockerbie drop off and under nine hours later I was making the final bit of the trip back to Lowestoft.

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