The night started out seemingly hopeless with no sign of an owl in the Loch or out by the pool.  I had given up but decided to sit on Glen Span Arch in hopes of hearing an owl for a few minutes.

Luckily, Caroline arrived with her dogs, and suggested we take a walk into the Loch.  We waited where I had seen them before and then made a loop along the west path and then returned on the east path.  When we were almost back where we had started, we heard the female.  She was very cooperative and let us watch for almost forty minutes.  There was no sign of the red-phased Owl.