Water of Minnoch
There’s something special about woodland and water. Being under the canopy of trees with its rich undergrowth of lichen covered tree trunks and boulders is special enough, but somehow a stream defines the experience. The sound draws you in. The throaty roar of a big fall as the water rushes and plunges is what we gravitate to, and the water shapes the landscape, cutting the ground to expose the bedrock, and making the course of the river an exciting scramble over slippery rocks as it twists and turns down its narrow valley.
This on the Water of Minnoch on the road to Loch Trool in the lovely hills of South West Scotland, and is a merging of two exposures.