Scozmo's Photery

November 22nd. The morning started as a real beauty, as forecast, clear blue sky and the possibility of a bit of a heat from the sun but, nature had other ideas. Around 11 o’clock in the morning I wandered outside for temperature check and a look around, see what was occurring in general.

I looked South-ish across the dip and the trees were being absorbed by a fog bank! Blue sky but just above the tree-line to my perspective was this bank of fog or haar, creeping our way! I grabbed a camera and went out to get some shots, I’d missed the start of it sadly. This was 10:47.

So what’s a haar? See if this helps? ;). Scottish Words Illustrated

(haar: A cold mist or fog, gen. used on the east coast for a sea-mist.)

You can just see it spreading out behind that house on the left, I turned to head back in and checked out the back, it was slowly creeping down into the dip there too.

I wandered back inside, maybe to get warmer clothes on, I don’t remember why but, when I came back out … Is that? What is that? I really wasn’t sure if I was seeing right.

11:07 and I could see a fog or haarbow forming! (I made that word up) It was actually quite hard to see, the mist was very bright on the eyes.

That shot is only re-sized, no other edits. Kind of eerie!

We were planning a trip to the local Christmas Market so preparations for that took the rest of the morning and as we got ready to head down, I grabbed a couple of shots across the dip.

If we hadn’t been heading out I would have gone for a wander on the patch but, I must add, it was pretty freezing in that mist.

Down into town, I took a camera with a short zoom intending to get some street shots but I’m still not that comfortable photographing people at random. However, I did spot the haar and bow over the town.

I have to reiterate how cold it was in that fog, wandering around the market was pretty chilly, my toes really started to feel it! I don’t wear socks any more …… hmmmmmmmm. Might need a re-think on that 🙂

There’s a burn runs through the middle of town so I headed over to the bridge to have a look around.

Looking downstream …

… and upstream. You can see the end of the haar bow in the burn. Town was pretty busy, really great to see a good turnout for the market.

There was more to explore along the burn too, including …

Lots of people browsing, meeting up for a natter and the whole thing had a really good atmosphere.

It was difficult at times to try and get shots, especially of the stalls, it was so busy.

There was more to see and peruse down in the restoration yard.

I spent too much time wandering with the camera to fully check out all the wares and missed out on some gorgeous breads from a bakery 😦

I wandered up to the footbridge to get a shot of the old pack bridge – Pack Bridge One of the oldest masonry bridges in Scotland. Alyth’s Pack Bridge (intended to carry packhorses loaded with sidebags or panniers across the burn) is one of the oldest masonry bridges in Scotland and is shown on maps as far back as 1600.

I love that Willow hanging down over the burn, there are Dippers and Mallard in the bird at the right times.

Looking back into town from the footbridge you can see how thick the haar was at times, and cold so, we headed back towards food ….. the Alyth chippy was open all day!!!

We grabbed a chip supper each and headed back to the car to sit in the warm and enjoy them ……. deeeeeeelish as always!

And a short drive home again, I intended to head out for a wander, weather permitting. I must add that driving in the thick mist with the sun so low in the sky was a wee bit challenging but no real problem.

So, a change of clothes and off I went!

The mist was lying on the fields in the dip and the top of the haar could be seen in the Strath beyond. Strathmore is the name of the valley beyond the trees and it is lush and fertile, perfect for fruit and potatoes.

Ah the great Scottish weather, down in the dip, looking across the reeds, the sky looked beautiful.

Up to the junction and I stopped for a pano shot to show the location but also the haar still hanging around.

You can see the first feeding post just to the right of that biggest tree on the corner, the old Oak is towards the end of the left hand lane.

I started walking up that way, towards the old Oak, stopping to take shots as I moved on.

It was pretty chilly and a wee bit eerie up there, silent and beautiful.

Ad-lib again, I decided to carry on down the hill…

The Buzzard tree looked fabulous against the misty sky, if you look closely you can see tendrils of mist running over the hill fort on the right.

Standing there made me wish I’d been up and out in the morning when the light was better, can’t get them all 🙂

I walked on down to the mailbox, nothing, then turned back up again, it was getting darker and colder and I had bought a few local beers at the market 😉

As I walked up the hill through the woods, I could see the setting sun breaking through the trees but couldn’t see it clearly so, I hurried a bit.

I love the gnarliness of this old tree, I have a shot of it on my phone screen.

Almost at the top of the hill, I was on the last leg.

The old Oak is on the right in the second shot, the feeding post just out of sight behind it.

The sky was looking beautiful as I reached the junction again, you can still see some mist lying in the distance on the right.

As I headed towards home the sunlight was just catching the treetops.

As I walked down the hill, the sun was setting behind me and the mist was still lying on some of the fields.

I absolutely love walking in low evening light, listening and watching the light change across that beautiful sky.

Almost back at the top of the lane, I turned round, again!

You may not have noticed but there’s a pale streak in the sky just above those trees.

Look at that light, the mist, the colours!

That was it, home, get in, light the fire, pour a craft beers and …. relax 🙂

Hope to see you again soon, stay well

Just in case you’d like to read / learn more about historic Perthshire … Cateran Ecomuseum