Saturday 25.06.2011

Well, michty me, as a friend is wont to say.
Last weekend: what indolence...what gluttony...what a perfect way to spend a few days. Not forgetting the yurt. And the music. And the champagne and chips. Happy Birthday A! Michty me indeed.
Three long work days later and needing to re-establish a little equilibrium, made for Bennachie, able to discard jumpers and woolly hats because a rainy cold morning had transformed into a beautiful summer`s afternoon.

The woods unspeakably pretty, warm and still, dappled shade, mossy banks, babbling brooks - the whole works.

Then we were above the tree line with a welcome breeze which got progressively stronger as we reached the top and cooled us down perfectly.

So,fully restored and almost ready for the next family bunfight in a week`s time. Happy Days.........