The classic winter day trip to the island of Bute for lunch. One wee complication though - we got overhead and the runway was completely obscured by fog meaning we couldn't land (because we couldn't see it). We circled for a bit, scratching our heads, then Kim had the inspired idea to fly round Arran for a bit of sight-seeing and time-killing before trying again. When we got back to Bute for another go, one end of the runway was clear of fog and visible, just. Landed. Lunched. Warmed feet. Ya Butey!
Freezing morning air near West Linton
River Clyde snaking towards Biggar
Strange water-tower(?) thing dwarfs the nearby houses, Lanarkshire
Lanark church steeple sticks through the fog
Little Cumbrae and Bute ahead, but runway fog-bound so we can't land
So off for a look at Arran - Goat Fell
Brodick and Holy Island, Arran
Ailsa Craig glimmers in the distance beyond the southern end of Arran
Back to Bute for another look - one end of the runway now clear of fog - sort of - but that's enough for us!
After the pub lunch on Bute - fog gone! Yippee! We'll get home.
A look back over the shoulder climbing out of Bute
Dunoon, Holy Loch and Loch Long
Loch Lomond - it's down there, honest.