Bend in the river

I love this bit of Glen Massan, where the gorge in the distance has opened out into the hanging valley and the burn that has rushed down beside the road is smooth and wide enough to accommodate a pool in which one might swim (if the weather was hot and the swimmer feeling brave). This is where we turned back this afternoon, which was anything but hot, and the photo was taken from the bridge, looking back down the way we'd come up. The sky looked as if it had been stippled, like the ribbed sand under a calm sea, and the wind down the glen was decidedly un-spring-like.