It's a Perfect Day

For me on a Sunday, I was out reasonably early. I got Elizabeth to drop me off at Harlaw so that I could maximise hillrunning time.

The weather was perfect and a massive contrast to yesterday. Pausing in the sheltered western cleft of Bells Hill it could have been summer. Although the temperature struggled to get above 6'C, in the sun it very felt much warmer.

I took this blip standing on the newly rebuilt causeway at the east of Threipmiur Reservoir in the shadow of Black Hill looking at sunlit Harbour Hill and Bell's Hill.