Frighteners

Went out with fellow blipper wee flecky today. Where shall we go I ask? To look for this waterfall says she! Well we went uphill and downdale looking for this elusive waterfall. Finally we found this long steep glen with a trickle of a waterfall. I left fellow blipper in the middle of the stream while I continued up the hill still looking for what by now I was convinced was a figment of her imagination. We were in the middle of nowhere and no one but ourselves. You can imagine the fright I got when this chap dressed in combats carrying a staff and a large hat with a feather on it appeared over a hill. I stopped to chat with him and he said he had been regularly walking this glen and this was the first time in ten years he had met more than a sheep! I didn't bother to enlighten him he would meet someone else up to her ears in water trying to photograph the most minuscule waterfall in Argyll!
An excellent day in good company  in all

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