While waiting for the hunt to start yesterday, Hughie spotted something running across the fields below us - but it wasn't the fox we were expecting. As it approached we realised it was an otter. It was probably coming up from the sea, following a stone wall which is the boundary between the crofts....
....pausing every now and then to peer around.
This otter has been seen frequently by the people who live along this section of the Ormsaigbeg road, crossing the fields.
It finally disappeared into thick tangle of bracken and brambles within ten meters of where we were standing. Somewhere near here, perhaps in the woodland beyond, it may have its holt.