A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.
The Track
The blue line is where we walked, not very far, a little over 5km but it was very nice. Superb views from the high ground, a positive pastoral idyll.
Towards Fenwickfield
We turned left, east south east, along a wooded path rising up away from the burn towards a farm, a very isolated farm, called Fenwickfield.
Into the dark
I'd forgotten to take photos from Fenwickfield down to here. A pity 'cause it was a lovely walk down the shallow valley side through tall grass.
Pips was a bit worried because there was a beware of the bull sign on the gate into the field that rose up the other side of the valley. We did see it though.
This was just before entering a conifer wood, Pips is gazing into the canopy to see if she can identify the bird that is chirping - she decides its a finch of some sort.
