Over the years, the blue burn had cut its own channel through the peat bogs as it made its way from the rocky hillsides down to the sea. The banks of the burn were therefore below ground level, and well sheltered from the bitter winds above. Even in winter, it could feel warm by the burnside, and – if the sun managed to shine – it was Algy’s favourite spot for winter sunbathing. He loved to tuck himself in among the heather and dry grasses and watch the light playing on the water as it gurgled and swirled around the many bends in its sinuous path.
Listen to the sound of the blue burn running through the peat bogs to the sea, as Algy heard it on a sunny February afternoon.