Doune Castle from the bridge

Terrible weather, which didn’t seem to bother Islay. It was a dog walker day so we had a short walk first thing, I did some prep for a committee meeting later this evening and fitted in an 8k run while Islay was out. I slow jogged down to Deanston and along the river to the bridge with its fine view of Doune Castle. I got gloriously wet and enjoyed it far more than I thought I would.
FaceTime time catch with family in France, all of whom looked relaxed for once, and Liv practised handstands, unsuccessfully.