Panic on the machair as a predator approaches

South Uist Though we cannot see the hunters their presence is signalled by the waders that suddenly rise in flocksFar in the distance the craggy peaks of Skye have been rendered Alpine-like by the overnight snow. Away to the north the high hills of Harris also bear a covering, and even South Uist’s less lofty heights have a dusting of white. There is a hint of warmth in the morning sun, but what makes this a glorious day to be outside is the complete absence of wind, for with even a light