Not the best time to Re-launch !!!
Last week I decided it was about time to pull my finger out and resurrect the Creagorry blog. Sadly for me this posting coincides with the sad news that the White Tailed Eagles at Loch Frisa have failed in their nesting attempt for 2010.
I am privileged to be involved with the Mull Eagle Watch, joining with other like minded people in keeping a watchful eye over the nest of Frisa and Skye. The main objective being that they successfully hatch their eggs and hopefully deter the actions of those that seek otherwise. Sadly for all those involved this year it wasn't the reckless and irresponsible actions of man that the eggs/chicks have succumbed but to the unforeseen moods of Mother Nature.
Unfortunately the end of this years incubation period has coincided with a spell of awful weather on Mull. The little chicks first introduction to the big wide world was hail,snow and gale force winds, even the most experienced devoted parents couldn't possibly protect their tiny vulnerable chicks from that onslaught could they ?. Rather than dwell on the previous thoughts I prefer to keep the image of the little coal tit, who on a sunny Easter Sunday afternoon seemed to be oblivious to the fact that it's discarded pine seeds were dropping directly onto the head of Frisa who was sitting only a half a metre below incubating her eggs. I would like to think that little coal tit will soon be raising it's own little family and maybe next year it's offspring will get the chance to play a game of hit the Sea Eagle chick with falling pine seeds.
I am privileged to be involved with the Mull Eagle Watch, joining with other like minded people in keeping a watchful eye over the nest of Frisa and Skye. The main objective being that they successfully hatch their eggs and hopefully deter the actions of those that seek otherwise. Sadly for all those involved this year it wasn't the reckless and irresponsible actions of man that the eggs/chicks have succumbed but to the unforeseen moods of Mother Nature.
Unfortunately the end of this years incubation period has coincided with a spell of awful weather on Mull. The little chicks first introduction to the big wide world was hail,snow and gale force winds, even the most experienced devoted parents couldn't possibly protect their tiny vulnerable chicks from that onslaught could they ?. Rather than dwell on the previous thoughts I prefer to keep the image of the little coal tit, who on a sunny Easter Sunday afternoon seemed to be oblivious to the fact that it's discarded pine seeds were dropping directly onto the head of Frisa who was sitting only a half a metre below incubating her eggs. I would like to think that little coal tit will soon be raising it's own little family and maybe next year it's offspring will get the chance to play a game of hit the Sea Eagle chick with falling pine seeds.






