Winter evenings in the highlands can be lovely.

Crisp, clear, cloudless nights are of course freezing cold, but the air is fresh and things seem so much sharper through a camera lens as a result.

I have some couchsurfers staying tonight, so we headed out with our cameras to see what was what. And this was what.

I’m in Perth tomorrow. Wave if you see me.

And apologies if you saw the title of this blog and expected a contribution to the McCoys v Walkers debate.

7 thoughts on “Crisp

  1. Are you a complete idiot, Niall? It’s obviously Walkers all the way. A true crisp lover shuns their chunky, over-flavoured bombast over the sublime subtlety and all-round potatoness of the Walkers.

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