Black Devon

It was actually a glorious blue sky down by the Black Devon this lunchtime, but thought this showed off the snow-capped Ochils much better.

What it doesn't show is the biting shards of wind I was pedalling straight into (slowly), or the not-suitable-for-road-tyres track I'd ended up on. It was enough to make a Pope think twice about going on, so I didn't. Turned around and enjoyed having the wind push me most of the way home.

Still, it was nice to be out and heading in no particular direction whatsoever with not a soul around and enjoying the very fresh air.