Woken in the night to the sound of tap-dancing tiles as the wind ripped over the roof. Trees stripped bare, the grass blanketed in golden brown. Snow and ice turned to rain, rain to wind, sea to a tempestuous tumult. Just another day of Scotland’s  weather. From our vantage point, the waves crashed over the rocks making landfall in wild white waves. The sea heaved, the fishing boats safe in the haven, while waves assaulted the harbour wall throwing spume high into the air. Definitely needed a closer look but ten minutes was enough to turn hands blue and relieve fingers of all feeling! Enjoy…

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