What a lotta otters

It was very misty this morning, so we spent a bit of time planning some trips for the rest of the holiday and then drove up to Lerwick through the fog.  Decided to take the ferry to Bressay just to the east of Lerwick.  The ferry was every hour or so and took less than 10 minutes to get across.  We set off walking east to the Voe of Cullingsburgh, initially on the road before it turned into a dirt track.  We explored the ruins of St Mary's Church before sitting on the neighbouring remains of a broch for lunch.  We were looking out over the Bay of Cuppa spying for anything interesting and up popped an otter; we followed it round the bay and it disappeared to be replaced by a couple of seals.

We retraced our steps to the gate and turned north to follow the coast, passing a lovely sandy beach at Bruntland and reached the inlet at Minni of Aith.  There were empty urchin shells and remains of crabs all along the coast, so we'd been scanning the water all the time, hoping to spot another otter.  She was just at the edge of the water and seemed to come ashore, so we crept down to get a better view and there she was with two pups; they fed for a while before one of them spotted us when two slipped away into the water but the other one was oblivious and carried on munching away.  Later on, we spotted two more in Elvis Voe; 6 otters in one day is a record for me.


We climbed up to a trig point on Score Hill wondering what bit of old fishing machinery was at the top.  
It was a bit of a surprise to find that it was actually a rusty old gun, presumably from the war.



 

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