OK – the weather did its other usual trick. By the time I got there (delayed in the infamous A90 roadworks enlivened by Lesley G hanging out of her car window miming “can I have a cuppa?” at me in the campervan as we trundled slowly along) the haar was rapidly developing into a real pea souper. We should maybe have armed the control collectors with flares so we could keep track of them?
Thanks to John Lang for planning and a host of control collectors/BBQ monitors.
GRAMPIAN ORIENTEERS 