As I mentioned ... it was a tad windy on Thursday! Looking over towards Lochs Kinord and Davan on the left, with the river Dee winding its way through the landscape. And Carole, just being Carole!
I remember one time I climbed up Skiddaw in the Lake District and the wind gust were suddenly so strong at the top, it lifted me off my feet and threw me through the air a few feet and I landed, knees first, on the pesky angled slates on the ground. Hobbled my way back down the mountain and my friend went into the pharmacy and bought Witch Doctor witch hazel gel and smothered me with it. Worked like a dream! Far less bruised the next day! But I still remember that feeling of flying!! Super shot of Carole.
