Ben Thrush

Sounds like an Olympic swimmer, but no this is a wee hill above Glen Devon in the Ochils. I ran up here from the church and then under the swooping turbines to Steele's Knowe (486m) before a descent of the bracken on Hillkitty to the road and the car. Like the forgetful fool I am, I neglected to pack a 'running' top so had to run in my finest cotton blue shirt that I'd been wearing for work today. What a plonker.