Menoturals; Moooving Around

After leaving Moffat, just before getting back to Beattock, we took a right-hand turn up over the railway bridge and into the hills along one of Scotland's famous single-track roads. These never fail to entertain, just for the scenery alone, never mind finding caches and sighting wildlife and farm critters. As Aitch said at one point, I was in and out of the van like a mountain goat! She pointed to the sites and I did the locating and sign-off. This one was particularly picturesque, both for setting and for being a monument to a local worker who had been struck by lightning. Clearly well thought of to have warranted this!

The cache was down behind that larger marking stone, and proved to be one of the fullest and most attractive finds, too...

As I took the beauty shot of The Grey in this setting, I could hear a Cuckoo, or two, and it was as we drove down past this stand of trees that Aitch said, "Look!"... and yes, it was a Cuckoo in flight - quickly followed by its mate. That was quite a sight, for they are rarely spotted, never mind flying. All over far too fast for a photo, of course...

We continued along this road for quite some distance, picking up another two caches, before we hit the tiny sign on a wee bridge that declared it was a private road! No warning whatsoever up to this point - and on the map there was clearly a continuation right back down to Beattock. It was a hand-written sign, so I think the farmer may have been playing boogieman a bit - but hey ho, it was turn around and back we go, though now knowing the potholes, and not having to stop for treasure, we did get back in about the quarter the time it took to go along it! 

There was one part where we did hit a bit of traffic though...

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I share this with the LLB Gang for Nature Friday - and take this chance to remind all who like to play with me, that next week is Final Friday Feature time once again!