This weekend we went away - up North as they say in the South of Scotland and as we still say even though we are in the North of England. We went with a group of friends to Tyndrum.
On Saturday morning we woke to hard frost and bright sunshine. J was kind enough to agree to taking our Smalls out with some of the others while I and some of the other girls walked a very small stretch of the West Highland Way.
We walked from Crianlarich back to Tyndrum through a perfect Scottish landscape and a perfect autumn morning.
I think Makka Pakka came this way before us.
And maybe King Arthur.
I do like autumn you know.