I do like it here but am walking miles to get pictures of dragonflies and not even seeing them. I suspect I go out too early but they should still be parked for the night on reeds. Not a sign. This morning I went to see if I could find some Great Crested Newts as this is supposed to be their northerly limit. Not a sign of them; there is a sign about them but no sign of the creatures themselves. I circumnavigated Glassarts Glen which takes about three hours, much of the walk is in pine forest so a bit depressing but every now and then I get a view. It is supposed to be eight miles and the beauty of it is that I rarely see anyone. This morning was the exception as I met a lady on a horse but the horse was naughty and tried to kick the dogs. Fortunately the dogs know horses can be bad so Moll gave it a good barking to. The horsewoman was not best pleased but as I pointed out it was her horse started it. I then met a gillie with three dogs but his dogs are properly trained and didn’t want to speak to Moll and Alf. It was busy this morning.
Here are a few views from our walk.
The little red line is where the camper is. It always looks a long way home from here. This is about halfway as I have to follow the track round the head of the glen. I don’t like being old, twenty years ago I could have run round here in an hour.
I am getting fitter again, I got back and hardly felt as if I’d had a walk whereas last winter a couple of miles was my limit.
Alf sleeping off his wander and dreaming of the deer he failed to catch. A filthy but contented dog.
Have a great weekend. The pictures are a bit gloomy but it was a dull morning at least the rain held off.