While I photographed the salmon under the bridge on Uig Sands, I believed that TPR was exploring the caves.
I was interrupted by an almighty splash as a sperm whale fell from a great height into the river just behind me. I found TPR squashed dead beneath it.
I ran as fast as I could up the beach to tell R and C that TPR was no more. It was only when I informed JC of the tragic news later the same day that I realised that I was now a very wealthy woman.