I made another attempt at denting the pile of prints waiting to be scanned. This Brocken Spectre shot was from a fine day on Creag Mor. A day so cold that the landrover track into the hills required crampons on the way out after dark. These winter outings are becoming ever more historical interest and ever less relevant in planning a day out in the wet pishy horror of our current winters.
Hence the duvet day today