Spy in the sky

Angus, MrM's son, arrived mid-afternoon for an overnight stay on his way to the Scottish Highlands on a photography trip. He'd driven up from Plymouth and, after a cup of tea, was keen to get out and stretch his legs. There was just enough time to walk the Humbleton round before it got dark. It was cold, but clear and very still, a lovely contrast to the recent windy weather.

At the highest point on the walk, Angus demonstrated his camera drone, a very clever little beast.

There was a smattering of snow on the higher hills. The Cheviot is to the right of the Blip, with a thick blanket of cloud hanging over it.