Bass Rock

This rock will look so different when gannets arrive and transform it with a glowing whiteness. This afternoon turned very grey and dull but did not deter Sunday walkers, canoeists and men fishing on the rocks (you may see their tiny forms if you make the picture larger).

A few shots of crows for Donald, a wee chat with a man with a massive and very hairy dog (like cars I'm not really sure of the models names) and a half hour stroll was the extent of our walk today, we're both getting old it seems.