Bannatyne path

Wee wander up through the fields with the dug today. Just back from a week of training, so everything smelled different and he was super excited. Surrounded by dense wet cloudy mist, you could feel the tiny droplets hitting off your face and the fine hairs on the dog glistened with little beads of reflected light. Under the tree they joined and ran off the branches plopping to the ground.  

Met a couple of folk out to explore the old railway loop. They had missed their path and had to scramble up the embankment, but other than them no-one else was daft enough to venture up that way.