Monday, February 26, 2007
Inchmarnock's beach of treasures.
Our weekend trip to Inchmarnock in the Firth of Clyde was blessed with stunning light.
We landed on a lonely beach which was patrolled by a golden eagle.
We were not the only ones disturbing the eagle's domain. Herring gulls were mobbing it.
The beach was full of treasures. The pink pebble is rhyolite which was transported here from Buachaille Etive Mor, nearly 100km to the NNE, by glaciers in the last ice age.