Where does the time go I usually find that the winter months of January – March are the slowest in passing, I know they are slow regards outings and photography. We (Susan and me) did go on a few outings during January and February, Culross on the 6th January (see earlier blog), we also went to Killin for their Panto and as usual took photos of the Falls of Dochart. 
Not being one for travelling back the same route I opted to take Susan and our friend Alison back via the Hermitage (Dunkeld) which meant travelling alongside Loch Tay. A lovely route at the best of time, but it was especially nice after the recent snow falls and the fact that the road was quite allowed us to stop and get some nice shots of Loch Tay. We continued our way to the A9 and headed south toward Edinburgh stopping at the Hermitage., a National Trust for Scotland site. As wikipedia point out “The Hermitage (officially The Hermitage pleasure ground) is a National Trust for Scotland-protected site in Dunkeld, Perth and Kinross. Located just to the west of the A9, it sits on the banks of the River Braan in Craigvinean Forest. It is home to Ossian’s Hall of Mirrors and Ossian’s Cave, Georgian follies built by the Dukes of Atholl, who had their former main residence in nearby Dunkeld House[1] (demolished early 19th century), in the 18th century to honour the blind bard Ossian.[2] The Hermit’s Cave was built around 1760 for the third Earl of Breadalbane, who unsuccessfully advertised for a permanent eremite. The guide in 1869, Donald Anderson, dressed up with a long beard of lichens and clothes of animal skins.[3]“ Regardless of how it was developed it does have a spectaular series of water falls as this shot shows (I hope). 
(Killing, Loch Tay and Hermitage On Line Gallery)
Our next trip out was not until the 2nd of February, when Susan and I headed into Glasgow. We had often talked about leaving the car behind, using our bus passes and public transport, so for this adventure we did that. Oh boy, I’ll not make that mistake again. We got the bus near my house the First Bus No 14 Livingston to Glasgow at 09:32 and arrived in 
Glasgow at 11:12 cold and bone-shaken to the core. On checking up on the time for the last bus back to Livingston from Glasgow I was staggered to find it was at 17:35 on a Saturday, after that you either get the city link to Edinburgh and a bus from Edinburgh to Livingston (2 hours) or train. Livingston has good public transport links – Aye thats right – NOT. Undaunted we had a quick meal then made like day trippers – yes, we got on the sightseeing bus, me a Glaswegian born and bread taking the tourist bus. Just as well did, it was interesting, but oh so cold and windy when we got to the river. after the trip we had tea in the Willow Tea Rooms, designed by Charles Rennie Macintosh. I then took Susan on a wander “roon ra toon” and a walk along the river. The ravages of time, redevelopment and modernisation have altered my Glasgow of childhood and youth and relegated my memories to history. I even walked over a bridge that had not existed in my day – the squiggly bridge: (on line gallery of Glasgow Trip).
