A bit of Autumn colour during the golden hour at Drumsmittal, on the Black Isle. Or a break before cycling up that darned hill.

Some investigation required of the bike, as it's been making a strange noise as if the rear tyre's rubbing on something whenever any effort's applied. Have looked several times, but haven't found the source yet. Extra friction when going uphill isn't a feature I desire. Though the struggle may just be my aged, and jaded, legs (or yesterday's haircut)...