Feral Goats

This afternoon we visited Loch Katrine for a walk with Chloe. Much, much quieter than our last visit in New Years Day and we had the pick of the parking spaces. While I found a car park ticket, MaggieD got Chloe out of the car and she immediately started barking at something. On catching up, it transpired to be these goats which had come down around the cafe and were being chased back up the hill by someone. There were about fifteen or so goats visible, I didn't realise there were quite so many.
Today's extra is of the little steamship, Sir Walter Scott, which plies the Loch. I did think she looks a touch scruffy and in need of a good scrub and a coat or two of fresh paint.
Beautiful sunny day but pretty chilly out of the sunlight.