The Crook

Everyone dashes to the Bothy or the beach, or the old Man, when in Rackwick.

Very few people visit, or even know about the Rackwick reed bed. On a day like today, sunny but windy, a great place to hunker down and listen to the Arctic Skuas, Sedge and Reed warblers and read (The Weatherhouse by Nan Shepherd).

Even CMC will struggle to find me here. Although I have to be back at HQ this evening for a meeting with a joiner. Still whilst the sun, and my book, lasts.........