"Red Sails in the Sunset"

Except there were no sails and it wasn't sunset!

I have been waiting all day for the sea mist to go but there was just this faint glimmer of sun at about 3.00 in the afternoon, then the mist rolled in again! Disappointing.

The Fairy Glen was full of tourists, we met at least half a dozen groups and Bud rolled in fox poo. At least it meant that they moved away quickly to let us pass. He has his uses!