Whisky Weir

No photos taken at all today so headed out after tea to point the camera at something.

After the hooded tweenagers started sniggering and shouting "paedo!" at me down the local pond as soon as I took the lens cap off I packed up and headed down to the more civilised, but muddy, paths around the whisky distillery. Fought through the midges and the jaggy nettles to the edge of the weir for some soft water shots. Much more peaceful that was.