|Belted Galloway - a hardy Scottish breed - observes the Ramblers.|
|Either climb or squeeze through small gap.|
|A sea inlet|
Once we had negotiated this cliff, and repaired heads that had clashed with the rocks, we set off south again, across the boggy moor. After about an hour, we reached a sea inlet, and followed the coast for another few miles.
|Picking a route through the pathless moorland.|
|A sheltered lunch-spot.|
|Following a Landrover track|
|Taking in the scenery|
|Balsam Bog plants amongst the rocks.|
|Pleasant camping spot, but Cold Front approaching from the west.|
|Handy shelter from the sleet. No more "Mr Blue Sky".|
While we waited, we could watch the large number of Southern Giant Petrels and Turkey Vultures which frequented this spot, as it is where the waste from the nearby abattoir is discarded!
Soon we were back in Stanley, and able to thaw out in a hot bath, while the snow carpeted the town. My driving lessons were in jeopardy this week!
|Another fine dawn. This at 08:10, so getting later every day!|