We spent our spare time sampling the delights that the island has to offer and I don't mean the whisky! (Although a few wee drams were enjoyed during the trip.....) Gaggles of geese were seemingly in every field, waders called evocatively from the shoreline and the ferry trip yielded bottlenose dolphins and Black-throated Divers. There was even a Snow Bunting! Ironically found in just about the only place in Scotland with no snow. Though despite our spending of vast amounts of time on a bog Hen Harriers somehow proved elusive.
Moths were hard to come by too in the cold temperatures. Our moth trap was empty on the only night we ran it, a balmy 2 degrees Celsius not enough to tempt the moths out of their slumber. A lovely Northern eggar caterpillar was found out on the moss though.