I heard my first cuckoo of the year at Loch Leven on Sunday 18th April. Harbinger of Spring, and all that. Still, on Rannoch Moor it was bitterly cold; the wind cut right through me. Nice to get out though, and see everything is still there.
- Loch Leven - there's a cuckoo out there somewhere, honest.
- Bleak, cold and windswept - Rannoch Moor.