A day of not covering a lot of ground, and not doing a great deal, and yet finally making some significant progress.
After a squally morning killing time in Thurso I headed the short distance to Scrabster late morning, way earlier than necessary but as much as anything for something to do.
I had lots more time to kill once I'd checked in, but thankfully there were a few birds in the harbour, most enjoyable of which was a very photogenic Black Guillemot; always a charismatic species, but one I have a special affinity with after finding the bizarre Barton bird in July 2021.
That said there were other birds in the harbour, including cooing Eider
Guillemot and Razorbill were also present but more distant, and a Chiffchaff skulked in bushes whilst a couple of House Martins braved it overhead.
Once on the boat there were atmospheric photo opportunities with Gannets and rainbows.
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