Jim Malcolm

Out for a cycle on my trusty but rather rusty steed. A bridge over the river Almond near Perth.

The Hanging tree. Erosion is exposing this plucky beech tree. Notice the nesting holes of probably sandmartins which will still be flitting around the Med or where-ever.

Saw a salmon getting caught here at Almondmouth one of the most expensive beats on the Tay….owned by the Earl of Mansfield, who lives here at Scone palace, where the Stone of Destiny resided before being stolen by Edward I in 1295. We’ve got long memories up here.

Looking down the High Street in Perth a very good place for retail therapy.  The medieval stocks were just where that cental car is.

Sculpture near the old bridge at Perth.

Detail on flood wall. probably refers to David Douglas the famous botanist who came from Perth. The line about the wood is I think from macBeth, and refers to the army marching on Dunsinane from Birnam disguised by tree branches in fullfillment of the witches prophesy.

A ‘moist’ day to day.

Disturbed a heron at a local pond

Counting the days until the glorious 15th……

Position as bridge troll available on Perthshire estate.

Ferry expensive… Waulkmill Ferry, a few miles above Perth.

Anyone for catching supper?

Two rivers to reset your soul. First the Isla just above its confluence with the Tay at Kinclaven. Secondly upstream of Kinclaven Bridge on the River Tay, very close to each other in Perthshire.

Close to here.

are these Fairy Hills of Caledonia? near Bankfoot north of Perth.

This one between Murthly and Kinclaven?

from the other side – it has to be one.

A stand of Scottish hazelnuts, which are sweet and crunchy gathered in September, the catkins are a good spring heads-up for observant huntergatherers.

Loads of tasty wild garlic getting ready to happen – yum….

The distinctive red sandstone bridge across the Tay at Kincalaven.

Not a day for snaps of hills – a bit hazy. But here’s Dunsinane the real ancient hill fort that features in Shakey’s famous Scottish play.

Thought that this bird could have been an osprey. Nearly had two of them but camera batteries ran out just when they  flew together.

Always had a thing about this cottage.

A flock of seagulls going nuts on the Tay  at Rome Croy.

Happy Leap Day – if that’s what you call it. Traditionally the day when women get to ask men to marry them. Here is a snap of a boat coming up to the locks at Fort Augustus from Loch Ness. No connection whatsoever.. er.. lock up your daughters?