Lunch at Clachnaharry

Morning was a board meeting (no photos). Then there was supermarket (too boring for photos). Later there was the physio (definitely no photos).

In between, the usual picnic by the Caly Canal. Keen observers will note the swing bridge is open so boats can pass, but trains can’t, so there. The catamaran is going like a bat out of hell, though luckily not singing about it.

But what the heck was that trawler, off to the fishing grounds, doing at Dochgarroch whence it came? Still, it’s a fetching red, don’t you agree?