Ahhh, a good sleep! So quiet and peaceful…I even woke up before my alarm, raring to go and feeling well rested. The slight cloud cover from the night before had obviously kept the frost at bay but it looked like being a nice sunrise. I headed to Rannoch Moor, keen to try out another location – this time from a higher vantage point to hopefully separate the lochans. It was a morning of soft candyfloss-pink clouds and from the incongruously placed (but very much welcome) bench I brewed up my coffee, ate my porridge and watched the light change. The rutting stags were roaring on the moor, and I saw one of them chased off by its rival. This is my favourite time to be out, it always feels special.