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| Wild haggis. Click on the image for a better resolution version |
In response to Wuxing Nick's recent comment, here's the fleeting glimpse I got of a brilliantly camouflaged wild haggis, rushing through the deserted tussocks of Creag Mac Ranaich last Monday.
This was the ‘tail end Charlie’ of a veritableflock banquet of haggi, caught on my camera just in time to avoid it disappearing, unrecognised, into the mists of eternity.
It’s amazing what you come across!
This was the ‘tail end Charlie’ of a veritable
It’s amazing what you come across!
6 comments:
Looks like a male 'sthag' (pronounced 'stag') judging by its grey whiskers. A shame you didn't manage to photo the haginds (pronounced 'hinds') before they disappeared over the hill, as they can look quite attractive at this time of year with their yellow tails...
Yes Nick, it's a shame - I was distracted by memories of seeing a wildcat near Dalwhinnie. Those yellow tails are fascinating - did you know they only go yellow in the daffodil season! They just love eating those flowers.
Do wildcats eat haggis? Maybe that's why they are so rare...
They eat each other. That's why they are both so rare...?
They must be young ones because their left legs are still the same length as the right ones. As they get older the right ones grow longer because they constantly contour in a clockwise direction. Obviously most butchers sell out of right legs very quickly, hence the term the butchers legless.
I bow to your extreme (insane?) wisdom, Alan. Darryl, our fishmonger and 'game' supplier, will be asked to keep a few of the right legs with the dogfish flippers he saves for us.
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