Saturday, 14 November 2015
The 2015 Challenge, day 13: Glenprosen to Foresterseat (8)
There was no mistaking the fact that I was now well and truly in the Scottish agricultural belt. As I looked back towards the hills, with which I was now finished for another year (on the Challenge, at least), the unremitting yellow of the rape gave a certain jauntiness to the scene. But it was a janutiness which marked a contrast, and a contrast which brought with it a certain melancholy, as I sensed the approaching end of another Challenge.
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