Isle of Mull Part 3

It’s for moments like this that I go on holiday to the Isle of Mull. For over an hour I sat by my self watching this Otter. It was asleep when I first came across it lying on a bed of seaweed and at first, that’s what I thought it was seaweed. As I watched it would occasionally wake up and look directly at me but then its head would slowly slip down and it would go back to sleep. It eventually woke up and slipped into the loch to go hunting. What a privilege.