There is a lovely walk near where we live along by the river. This isn't the river, this is me looking up in the air....
The trees can be bendy and twisty
We meet our friend Charles walking back along the path we are taking. He said he'd seen a huge variety of fungi. It was true I've never seen so many different shapes and sizes and colours. I need a book to identify them. Niels says that will delay the progress of the walk even further...there is enough faffing he says with me and the camera, a book would be tipping it over the edge
Lots of spiders too. I'm sorry if you don't like them......scroll past him quickly!
The river rounds a bend and a waterfall comes into view falling over the rocks. It's funny to think that the water here will eventually empty out into the loch at the bottom of our garden and into the sea.
Whoops....did Charles say he'd crossed this bridge? I looked and got as near to the edge as I was going to, but when my hands and feet started to ache and sweat I knew I was never going to cross it. There was a deep drop and a lot of water and rock below
We leave the river with it's beautiful waterfall and wonky rusty precarious bridge and head home back along the side of the hills. I love it, not only is it beautiful in the late autumn sun it is also empty. Apart from Charles and a man in the distance we can see walking his dog we had the whole place to ourselves