Pentland Hills

Here the Pentlands look as if butter wouldn't melt in their mouth, but I assure you that they had given us quite a pummeling earlier in the day when we had been walking along a ridge in a blustery gale. It was quite difficult to stay upright at times - and the sky wasn't blue then, either! However, the return leg almost made up for the outward leg as we were largely sheltered from the wind and the sky turned blue. It was like a different day.

Much better large.