Definitely just a cairn in the mist

Up in the Pentlands this morning for a quick walk / jog.  After yesterday's impressive sunset I was hoping for a good sunrise, but it was not to be.  The mist was down when I went up so that all along the ridge it was spooky and wild, the wind blowing the cloud all around me.

I took a photo of the cairn in the mist.  (15:30 today)

It was a good blast being up there for a bit.  It always is.   I saw the guy that I always see marching along the tops, each Sunday morning.  He is there every week, in a big anorak and boots at this time on a Sunday morning....I like that familiarity, the regularity of it.



Oh well.

Off to watch the remembrance thing now on the High Street