It was glorious. I make no apology for lots of photos of purple heather. This is Scotland, after all!
This photo is just about picking up the waves rolling in on to the beach at Belhaven.I stood and looked around me. There was not a soul in sight, just miles of grouse moor, the sun on my back, and a warm wind blowing across from Lammer Law - the hill in the far distance in the photo below. You can just about see the cairn on the top. We head up there when we do the mountain hare survey.
Apart from a few grouse, some birds I can't identify, and a handful of bees there was no wildlife in evidence. That doesn't mean to say there wasn't anyone there. The mountain hares will be hunkered down in the heather somewhere. There are lots of sheltered nooks and crannies the animals have made across the moor.
We drove home through the back roads. The scenery was wonderful, and remote. I felt as though I was on holiday, and it's all a few miles from home. Aren't we lucky!