South from Hoxa Head

There always seem to be good clouds from here. I walked out from St Margarets Hope.

I passed the Dam of Hoxa and seven whooper swans flew low overhead, see two of them here.

As I walked along a snowy track, a brindled cat came toward me miaowing continually. Except it was incredibly like 'halliaow', really, it was a bit spooky. I'd say 'hello' and brindled cat would say 'halliaow'. I petted it to keep on its right side, just in case.