MittensReunited

I was wandering down from Apnach Beag on Saturday. As I was crossing a burn I noticed a glove lying on some rocks. I though to myself, "I've seem you before..." . Turns out its partner was languishing in Steall Hut, beside my sleeping bag, a few miles down the glen. So here they are, reunited after a good wash in the machine. They are those mitten/fingerless glove combo things, the very fellow for winter shooting.