Another glorious weekend. Scotland seems curiously European as the sun continues to bake down. Mary felt we should go do some hills – some Lammer-hills. And so to Blinkbonny Woods and the 13 miler out to the windmills and back.
A walker set off just ahead of us. We are doing stretches in the car park and I am sorting out stuff. We carry bottles of juice and head off towards Lammerlaw, over the top then turn left. I am under strict orders not to chat to M on the climbs. Later on that order is extended to the downhills as well. We pass a few grouse and some rabbits but mostly the wildlife is indoors, out the heat. The hills seem tanned by the sun - the grasses reddened by the furnace. On the return journey we pass the walker who has kept up a good pace and covered 5+ of the 6.5 miles out by the time we have messed about at the windmills taking photos.
A relatively early start means back for mid afternoon and just time to get hosed down and brushed up for Ben and Alison's with Richard and Amanda. It is a splendid evening and Mary drives RD and AGH home. I, meanwhile, stay over for an early morning run with Ben. It's pretty much the only way to get a run with Ben other than cycle at 5.30am which I have done but it doesn't leave a lot in the tank for the run.