I've got out of the way of carrying my camera with me at all times and it has begun to get to me a bit. My idea of being a bit more chilled about blipping has taken me too far in the wrong direction and although I still don't feel able to comment on everyone's blips I have resolved to try and get back to my daily blipping.

As the night was clear I ventured back to Lake of Menteith as dusk was falling and took this pic of fishermen. I wonder how long they had been out there and when they would decide to call it a day. Had they caught anything? Were they getting attacked by midgies?

I wasn't hanging about to find out, I was getting eaten alive.