Beyond Bernera, we passed the mouth of Glen Beg, where the last of the great MacCrimmon pipers had his farm.
— Seton Gordon
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The ptarmigan, a true mountain dweller, is sometimes the golden eagle's prey. On the Cairngorm Hills I have frequently seen an eagle chasing, in play, a covey or pack of ptarmigan, and seeming to find satisfaction in the bewildering and aimless flight of the terrified birds.
Many a time I have sat up all night to take notes on the wakening of the birds, which, in this part of the world, commence to sing considerably earlier than their English relations. In June, the Thrush and Blackbird are often in song before 2 o'clock a.m., while the Sandpipers and Oystercatchers by the river never cease to call all night long.
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