The weather was set fair on Wednesday for a roam up and around Morven, our favourite Aberdeenshire Hill.
See how I am on a lead at the start of the walk.
This unsatisfactory situation persisted while we ascended the first, rather steep, section of the hill.
Gail claimed I was restrained because of the sheep grazing on the lower slopes. But we passed a group of hikers who offered an alternative explanation. They had paused to 'admire the view' (i.e. catch their breath) and commented on how lucky Gail was to have a dog helping to pull her up the stiff gradient.
Do you think they were right?
What's certainly true is that when we reached the gentler slopes of the broad summit plateau I was at last allowed to roam free. So I raced on ahead, stopping only occasionally to remind Gail to hurry up and ensure we reached the small summit shelter ahead of the group we'd passed.
I'm pleased to say we made it! As usual on top of a hill in Scotland, even the least protection from the wind was welcome.
I was a good boy and did not chase the solitary mountain hare we saw near the highest point, or the brace of ptarmigan on stony ground a bit lower down. Gail failed to catch these on her camera, but she did take some photos of the wild, expansive landscapes which we both love.
Near the end of the walk, and entirely of my own volition, I took preemptive action to avoid the need for a bath in the kitchen sink.
Wild swimming (or at least wading) is so much more fun than a home shampoo, don't you think?
Happy Nature Friday friends! Once again we are delighted to take part in the
LLB Gang's always wonderful blog hop.