A harbinger of spring in the high places

On a cold day on Cairn Gorm there was little to occupy the attention – until the appearance of a ring ouzel signalled the return of springGo-back, go-back, go-back! A red grouse was calling just above the car park, at the bottom of the path to the summit of Cairn Gorm. For a moment I was tempted to heed his advice and retreat to the nearby café.But my children were uncharacteristically enthusiastic about the idea of walking up the mountainside; buoyed, no doubt, by the prospect of p