Muscling In

Another Thursday, another stop-off after work down by the River. 

Not on my todd this time though, spent a chilly half hour scrambling around down the old harbour with a keen newbie blipper looking to try out some different shots. Knowing there was going to be a high tide (it wasn't really, even the man from the local council that was wandering around was looking for a bit more flood action) and the Forth would be pretty mirror-like, we were hoping for some smooth-water-pylon-reflection action. Got dark, and cold pretty quickly though, so snapped what we could and headed back (one of us for a chilly commute home, one off for a fish supper)

Not wanting to jinx it, but the night's do feel like they're drawing out (do they do that?).