After so many dull, uninspiring days at last a morning to make you want to get up and go. So we did.
The grassy fields were soaking with recent rain and with overnight autumn dew.
There was a subtle mist in amongst the trees all backlit by the low sun.
Not a place to be if you don't care for spiders but the dewy webs were a bonny sight.
Finally the route arrives back at the sea for the return leg to Craster. An amazing number of flies and all heading South! There were thousands streaming in one direction and I could only see a handful flying North. Migrating flies?