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| Looking back towards Philorth Halt, ominous snow clouds gathering over the Broch yet again. |
This morning there were dire reports of snow related chaos in the Central Belt but only a couple of centimetres fell over night in Fraserburgh, where it was a crisp sunny morning. Grey Granite and Rufus were inspired to walk down to the Line, side roads are still treacherous and Grey Granite is a coward about driving on snow. We were rewarded for the trudge down the Fraserburgh bypass with a glorious walk in easy going along the snow covered Line.
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| Looking towards Rathen from Philorth Halt. Normally our default walk takes us past the farm on the horizon but having walked for an hour before we reached this point we turned back before the Line crosses the Water of Philorth. |
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| Philorth Halt |
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| Rose hips glowing in the sunlight, not many have escaped being eaten. This morning we saw remarkably few birds, just a occasional crows sitting dejectedly on fence posts. |
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| Rufus getting his lead in a fankle. He tried eating the rose hips and seemed to find them quite palatable. |
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