Pitching our wee tent and unpacking our stuff, with the Golden-ringed dragonfly now nudged onto Mieke’s stick. In Coire Reidh we first had to lure the beast away from her rucksack, which it tolerated; and even when we pushed the stick upright in the turf, it didn’t fly off. While we were pottering about it just kept on hanging around.
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