Big Sky

I drove 600 miles today, in heavy rain for the first three hours or so. As always, though, the further North I got, the more my spirits lifted (and today - not always the case! - the weather improved too).

When people down South ask me what I miss about the North-East of Scotland, one of my first replies is usually "the big skies". I sometimes find it hard to describe exactly what I mean by that, but when I arrived in Cullen about 8pm, this is what was waiting for me :)