Colour on the hills

We got the bus up the valley this morning and walked back over the hill. What a grand day, warm and dry. I planned the route so that the path started just beyond a bus stop on the main road, when hubby pushed the stop request the driver actually called back to us to make sure we knew where we were. As we got off I asked if this wasn’t a well used stop and he said he had never stopped there before. Good of him to check we knew where we were getting off as the next one due in two hours.
We walked mostly on tracks and they were busier than usually with off road vehicles and a tractor, possibly getting ready for the shooting season starting as it goes past lots of blocks and a lodge.
Little one starting to eat again and more lively according to daughter, so that made me happy.