Was just about dark when I set up. That night a couple of us heard grunting and the next morning thought we were onto a possible badger sighting if we played our cards right....
...until Nathan told us it was where he and Warthog had uprooted a wee stunted deadstander the evening before.
The noises were probably just deer.
Toddys chute and firebowl made for a cosy environment.
A deer track, not fresh but still clear. Just happened to have the camera out as a cheeky young stoat or weasel was giving me the run-around. Disappeared down an old rabbit burrow then popped it's head out of another entrance. Back in before I could get a photo.
It was small and thin and grey and young looking, wasn't a mink, ferret or pine martin. Russ found tracks.
Russ with a saw - a sight that'll come as no surprise to anyone who's ever met him.
Projectile corner.
Nathan took Gailainne and I for a wander up the burn. We found bits of chert all the way up but it was so flaky/slaty and brittle that we weren't fussed about finding the main face.
The pebble geology was fascinating. I've never seen such a hodge-podge(at least the Loch Lomond stone soup was mostly recognisable types).
Mainly sandstones(lots of types), limestones and basalts but with a dozen rock types I'm not familiar with. Nathan found some real weird looking conglomerate, golden-brown crystals and cement(no pics).
This lump(and other's like it) were heavier than they really had any right to be. We suspected it was ore.
There's certainly plenty of iron around. Oxide was oozing out the gorge all over the place.
Got us discussing the water filtering systems designed for heavy metals. When you're camping on the edge of The Leadhills.......
Nathan pointed out a sleeping ledge he's been eyeing up.
This was my "must find out what that is" flower for the weekend.
Mmmm, pignuts.
Again, many thanks to Dave and Liz for having and basically feeding us. Cheers to Nathan for all the stoating about company and everyone who made it along, braving the apocalyptic forecast(it didn't rain worth talking about all the time we were there ).
Josh
...until Nathan told us it was where he and Warthog had uprooted a wee stunted deadstander the evening before.
The noises were probably just deer.Toddys chute and firebowl made for a cosy environment.
A deer track, not fresh but still clear. Just happened to have the camera out as a cheeky young stoat or weasel was giving me the run-around. Disappeared down an old rabbit burrow then popped it's head out of another entrance. Back in before I could get a photo.
It was small and thin and grey and young looking, wasn't a mink, ferret or pine martin. Russ found tracks.
Russ with a saw - a sight that'll come as no surprise to anyone who's ever met him.
Projectile corner.
Nathan took Gailainne and I for a wander up the burn. We found bits of chert all the way up but it was so flaky/slaty and brittle that we weren't fussed about finding the main face.
The pebble geology was fascinating. I've never seen such a hodge-podge(at least the Loch Lomond stone soup was mostly recognisable types).
Mainly sandstones(lots of types), limestones and basalts but with a dozen rock types I'm not familiar with. Nathan found some real weird looking conglomerate, golden-brown crystals and cement(no pics).
This lump(and other's like it) were heavier than they really had any right to be. We suspected it was ore.
There's certainly plenty of iron around. Oxide was oozing out the gorge all over the place.
Got us discussing the water filtering systems designed for heavy metals. When you're camping on the edge of The Leadhills.......
Nathan pointed out a sleeping ledge he's been eyeing up.
This was my "must find out what that is" flower for the weekend.
Mmmm, pignuts.
Again, many thanks to Dave and Liz for having and basically feeding us. Cheers to Nathan for all the stoating about company and everyone who made it along, braving the apocalyptic forecast(it didn't rain worth talking about all the time we were there
).Josh
