Doris
Looked out the window from the plane when we approached Edinburgh airport. The hills were covered in white. Snow. Left Scandinavia to get something else than a slushy winter and it seemed that Scotland had more winter to offer than home. Limo of the day At the car rental I was told that an uninvited guest was coming in from east. Her name was Doris and she was furious, covering her tracks in snow and cold rain. Some roads were closed due to flooding and some accidents had occurred due to the strong wind. I was getting a Smart and was told to go easy heading to the coast in such a small car. No worries, only an hour to Bamburgh. Mainly inland roads. Leaving Edinburgh behind, the snow turned into rain. And strong winds. A short drive to my home for the next two days, Waren House in Bamburgh. Went for a short jog to see the castle before getting a five course dinner. The fields were wet, soft and heavy. Running into the wind was brutal. A short loop around Bamburgh Castle aka