In mid Speyside Duathlon
No, not taking part, but spectating-while-going-for-a-walk. My husband nearly entered the race, being on an upward trajectory with his running and cycling. However a reality check of the number of uphill sections of the route versus current state of training led to the (wise) decision to aim for next year's race. And given the soaring temperatures on Sunday morning (at least 23 degrees C), I think that was very wise indeed.
So instead we walked part of the route and were overtaken by runners on their way back to the starting point, where they would change over to their bikes. This section of the race went through the 'Dounie', a wooded glen which eventually leads to the water source for Glenrothes distillery.
The race did look very hard work in that heat. There were cooler sections in the shade of trees, where we came across a carpet of dewy spiders' webs. It reminded me of the unearthly beauty of the Old Straight Track in Alan Garner's 'The Moon of Gomrath'.
Looking back up the Dounie to a windy summer sky.
Competitors setting off on the cycling part of the route, past the warehouses of Glenrothes distillery. If I could bring you the scents accompanying this photo you would be able to breathe deeply of maturing whisky. Mmmm...