Lonesome Tree, Sheriffmuir

The photography exhibition that we planned to go to was more of a slides knockout, for the whole day, so we gave it a miss this year.

We did head off to Bridge of Allan for a walk though, heading on the old drovers road towards Dunblane, which in parts was like walking on a stream, it was so wet and muddy. Needless to say Breagha loved it the best!

We were starving after the walk so headed into Bridge of Allan to a little cafe called Clive Ramsay and I wolfed down Chicken Fahitas.

We headed back to Perth via the Sheriffmuir, which, on a grey day like it was today, was very bleak. There were many lonesome trees begging to be blipped, so I gave in and took this one! There is no colour on the hill so transferred it to black and white