Corstorphine Tower in the dark

Having done next to no physical exercise all weekend (that's what happens when you subscribe to Sky Sports and its the opening round of the finest rugby championship in the world), I headed out on the bike (with my new pannier rack) and found myself wandering about the muddy tracks of the hill.

It was as spooky as it looks, with noises in the undergrowth, crows flapping in the trees and twigs snapping in the darkness.

Needless to say I got lost several times and had to backtrack. I tried to illuminate the tower with my bike light.