That's the start of Summer ML season. Feels somewhat bizarre when you could potentially still be running Winter ML's on the Cairngorm Plateau.
2 days ago I nearly stood on a nesting grouse and 1 day ago I stood next to a baby Mountain Hare (before it decided to take its chances and bolt). Steve's gang went one better and found a dead rat (yes, a rat) deep in the Southern Cairngorms.
That's what makes the mountains so special - you just never know what you're going to see.