I got lots of “Merry Christmases” on the way down from the morning shoot at the Storr. But I had it all to myself, as far as I am aware, for the first two hours. Unless of course other photographers were hiding in the mist? Here’s what I managed to get:

Oh the weather was very fickle and I though I won’t see anything but, still, I waited and waited and here it was for the few brief moments. Happy days and a happy walk back.

Merry Christmas everybody! This is how I like to spend it.