West Kip

It was a really lovely afternoon in Edinburgh although a biting wind was blowing. The Pentland Hills looked particularly fine out of the kitchen window.

The pointy one in the middle is called West Kip and we got to the summit about two years ago. We got lost in boggy grassland on the way back down and I fell over a fence. Two army blokes with full bergens ran past us on their way to the top.

I don't suppose they got lost on the way back.