Fyrish, again.

Again? Yes, Kit and I went for a big walk in JUly, when the sun was out (http://www.blipfoto.com/entry/2181127) and promised ourselves we'd take Lorna back up in the winter.

Well, we did, and the dog too (though in July we didn't know there would be a dog) and if there was ever was a family to make a 3 hour meal of a 2 hour walk, the Carsons are it!

The rain yesterday nearly put us off, the A9 being a horrible, dark megamix of Chris Rea's "Driving Home for Christmas" and "Road to Hell" but his morning was encouraging. By 3pm we were back in Tain, thawed out and full of tattie soup, our only injuries being from the incessant back patting for being up the hill in the first place. And Kit's knee from where he fell, but, meh, it's good for him.

Happy Christmas Eve, all!