Crieff

Up to Knock Castle Hotel for lunch with Claire's mum. A long way to go, especially on such a nice day. At least the food was excellent (and free - by way of an apology from the hotel).

Megan & Angus then went mountain biking at a local eco-campsite. The red run was a bit steep apparently; the blue was good fun, as was the skills loop. I sat in the sun and had an espresso.

On the way back, I missed the M9 exit and found myself approaching Glasgow on the M80. I got back on track via Bonnybridge, which looked unnaturally bonny in the warm, afternoon sunlight.

Our eggs have started hatching in the incubator. Three so far, another seven eggs still to go. The miracle of life (yum, yum)