All good things...

As RSPB Scotland's Mull Officer, Dave Sexton has been instrumental in the conservation and celebration of the island's most famous residents - White-tailed Eagles. Now, after 21 years as Mull Officer and 36 with the RSPB overall, Dave is stepping back from the role. Here he reflects on his journey and what his time on 'Eagle Island' has meant to him.

It’s hard to know where the years have gone but, much like the White-tailed Eagles which have shaped my career, they’ve certainly flown by! I came to Mull as the RSPB Mull Officer in 2003 on a short-term, one-year contract. It was a bit of a gamble walking away from a permanent Head of Department managerial job in Edinburgh but the call of the wild was getting increasingly louder. And, remarkably, 21 years later, I’m still here! Just. But all good things must come to an end…or at least they must change. That’s life. Change isn’t always easy but it’s inevitable. So, whilst this isn’t exactly ‘goodbye’ it is a kind of ‘farewell’…for now at least. I’m not leaving Mull, but I think the current way of describing things is that, after 16 August 2024 and two decades of field seasons here, I’ll be ‘stepping back’ from this role. The post of RSPB Mull Officer will conclude, and I’m honoured to have followed in the giant footsteps of those who went before me – the much-missed Mike Madders and Richard Evans.

If my 21 years on Mull have flown by, my overall 36 years with the RSPB have positively flashed by in the blink of an eye. My first day at Scottish Headquarters in Edinburgh in 1988 was as an Assistant Reserves Manager looking after reserves and staff from the Mull of Galloway in the south, to Fetlar in Shetland and Balranald in the Western Isles! That’s some geographic spread and it gave me the chance to see and travel the length and breadth of Scotland. But there was always one place which kept drawing me back. The Isle of Mull. I’d first set eyes on Mull in 1978 on a school geography and biology field trip. For a kid from south London to see mountains, glens and lochs…and then a Golden Eagle, was simply awe inspiring. A spell had been cast. Then two years later I was back on holiday and saw my first White-tailed Eagle flapping low across Loch Spelve and the second spell was cast. It was a sighting which was to transform my life in ways I could never imagine. From protecting the first nest in 1984, to guarding the first chick in 1985, to the present day where I’ve been fortunate to monitor Mull’s 23 pairs of sea eagles, this bird has given me a long career in a place I love. You can’t ask for much more than that. It’s also meant my wonderful supportive family – Caroline, Bethan and Olivia - have had a home and childhoods filled with memories of a safe, carefree island life running on sandy beaches, trekking through forests, climbing mountains and being part of this special place. That’s why I’ll go on being a voice for White-tailed Eagles long beyond this change because, well, I kind of owe them and Mull, pretty much everything.

Image credit: Iain Erskine

This job would not have been possible without the people, organisations and agencies who work on or own parts of this amazing island. For some, I know, living and working alongside the eagles is challenging and a distinctly mixed blessing and I’ve always appreciated and understood that. We’ve often had to agree to differ over the years, but I also hope I’ve helped in some small way, whether with farming, forestry, or other interests (even including the new helipad!), by finding practical and pragmatic ways through any problems encountered. For others, the eagles are a significant and important part of their lives too and I couldn’t have done this job without the many additional eyes and ears of residents and visitors alike.

There’ll be more to say about future work in the months ahead but one other change earlier this year made me stop and reflect. Our gorgeous, best and beautiful girl Cally had been my constant companion in the field on countless eagle forays for 11 years. Suddenly she was gone from our lives, and something had changed forever. It was time to take stock and realise that, indeed, all good things… We miss her so much and shared so many adventures that now my days with the eagles feel somehow emptier.

For now, as I said, it’s not exactly goodbye but a farewell and a deep, heartfelt thank you to everyone, both inside and outside the RSPB, who has been a part of this incredible journey and made it all possible. And to the eagles, to whom I owe so much, fly free and may you soar to even greater heights!

Image credit: Olivia Sexton

Header image credit: Katie Nethercoat.