Evening loch

A day with the boy sorting boats.

A fabby beach walk with the dogs.

Made dinner and headed out to fish the local lochs. This one is my favourite. The bell heather was buzzing with bees as I fished my way round.

Over to another loch and on the way heard an eagle calling, a young golden eagle on a rocky top calling its parents.

A wee cast and a trudge back in the low hebridean light.