Bohuntin Hill

I was up ludicrously early for a Saturday. The forecast was good  and when I looked out the window at 6.30am the Grey Corries skyline was shimmering in warm orange sunlight. Just think what the view would be like from Bohuntin Hill. I was organised quickly. Caley jumped in the car and we headed for BH. The top was clear as we approached, and even as we climbed, but on arrival at the summit the mist came down and you could hardly see 50 yards.
When you anticipate getting a certain photo from a certain place you should never count your chickens..
This wasn't at all the picture I had in mind and seconds after the camera clicked here the glow of sunshine disappeared entirely. Caley still enjoyed his morning walk.