Well, not exactly lonesome – there were hunerts o’ them. Pine Central, in fact.
Yes, yesterday’s wee stroll in the ancient Caledonian forest at Rothiemurchus.
My diminutive amanuensis, Buspassepartout, came up trumps again, and I was able to get a decent day with a change of scenery courtesy of National Express 588. Nothing too demanding – about 6 miles with virtually no up at all. Lovely scenery, dry if chilly weather, and a pleasant chat and skinny latte from the young lad at the cafe by the bridge.
Highly satisfactory
looks a 'braw' walk, 6 miles is about my limit nowadays
ReplyDeleteIt's not so much the distance as the hills that seem to trouble me at the moment
DeleteThat's all good, that. Never tire of Rothiemurchus photies.
ReplyDeleteGreat ! I've got six boxes of slides. When can you come round for an evening ?
DeleteYou didn't accept any cake did you..? Bruno like the pressies by the way, and so did I, (v nice!)although the snickers bar met an unfortunate fate at Glenmore campsite.
ReplyDeleteI understood that the cake was reserved for, i believe, Thelma and Louise.
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