Tinto, looking from (The) Forth

Wee Bro and the Crew are still drinking Portugal dry at the moment so as a dutiful son, I headed through to Lesmahagow to make sure Wee Maw and Paw were on their best behaviour, more as a favour to Police Scotland than anything else ;-)

On the way back I took my life in my hands and stopped at (The) Forth* to take some pictures of the view of Tinto Hill and down the spine of the Pentlands.

The weather was changing all the time with some spectacular cloud formations sweeping across.

All four wheels were still intact on my return to the car and I made my speedy escape back home.

*Forth Village is known as Forth to all but those in the know, who always refer to it as "The Forth".