Stormfront

I decided to head down to the coastal path as the storm rolled in this morning. The light was nice, I'd had my obligatory coffee, and for once, of late, I was up for it. How naive was I???

I nearly got blown into the Firth of Forth, literally. 16 stone of me plus my equipment, and I struggled to stay upright. I came away with ice cream headache, old man fingers, and this image.

Also these ones.

It's not the strongest image of the day's clutch, but it's the most noteworthy. A record of the storm.