Menoffagainorrhoea; The Tail End

As I drove back to Dunoon on that Thursday, I made three stops for photo opportunities.  The first proved a bit of a wash out... not just that it was wet, but to get the best of the Falls of Falloch, one needed to have hiking boots and strong legs, it turned out. Never mind, I managed to enjoy this fallen tree...

It is typical of such country walks in these here parts; the dampness is not just for the winter, but the whole year round. Especially along major rivers such as this one.
Entire little worlds of their own, these mossy habitats!

Back into the car and round Loch Lomond.

Then was back on home territory - well into Argyllshire at least - at a place called Arrochar, at the head of Loch Long. Very bonny wee town that. This is the view down the loch from there...

There were some birdies to see too...

Get the engine running once more and along the road to the Rest and Be Thankful, a part of the A83 which is infamous for landslides and road blocks and all sorts. It is, though, very, very beautiful.

I spotted a buzzard - not brilliant shots (I am beginning to worry about the Fudge), but it can still be identified.

As  I stood there trying to capture this fellow in the lens, a van drew up and a farmer got out with his binoculars... he was attempting to count his rams up on the top of the hills!!! Just at that point, there was the slightest glimmer of hope upon the brae...