The next day it was gales, the day after much gentler, all about that particular autumn light
and a chance to beat the bounds, reminding us that our own little bit of Scottish hillside can be quite something:
And then suddenly - no, not really, we know it`s going to happen every year - the clocks have gone back and in order to climb a mountain we have to set off in good time - even if it is "just" a Corbett* we`re aiming for.
`Good time` allowed for one of the best bacon sandwiches I`ve ever had at this delightful place:
www.riversidecottagecafe.co.uk
(there`s always time for a good bacon butty)
and then it was onwards and upwards, through a boggy field, past a derelict cottage with an intriguing vestige of the life once led there:
someone said it was probably a cheese press? For crowdie maybe?
And then it was Morven** direct, through shin high heather - not my favourite walking terrain as it keeps bouncing you off though its springiness is maybe what makes it - allegedly - good to sleep on, over exquisite vegetation
and up onto the rocky top,
a freezing cold wind keeping us moving at at a pretty good pace.
The icing, so to speak, on the top was the sight of a family of mountain hares, just turning white, scampering about and driving Dog number two into a delirium of howling and shaking in her desire to chase them.
And then it was down, a very welcome, enormous bowl of curried chicken and lentil soup at
www.buchananfood.com
before watching Aly Bain and friends (Alle Moller and Bruce Molsky) doing their thing at
www.woodendbarn.com
one of the couthiest venues in Aberdeenshire.
Good when a plan comes together but even better when you don`t really have a plan (this was all a bit spur of the moment) and it still comes together.
And then there was today - thick thick cloud and fog all day...fire lit and a good film I think. :)
*www.walkhighlands.co.uk/corbetts
** www.walkhighlands.co.uk/aberdeenshire/morven
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