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Having a high time in the Highlands

Little black fins pop up through the lapping waves and, as we squint our eyes, a tiny dolphin leaps into the air and over another black fin.

Under and over and under again. And then, with the flick of a tail and a splash of white spray, the dancing dolphins vanish. We scour the dark sea for more activity, pointing out where the creatures were playing to our excited children. But we can only see bobbing waves now.