Exercises.

Not feeling too good today.  So missed out on the Pulmonary exercises.  Instead I made myself walk a bit further on the Prom as there was no wind.  Tomorrow is to be totally foul with wind speed up again and heavy rain, so that maybe a walk round a shop, I am now desperate for a new dressing gown as both of mine have no 'pile' on the bum area whatsoever.  At least ten years old.  Too bad to even charity shop, so maybe an animal rescue place.

The Kessock Burn enters the North Sea.  Its source is in the country side and it enters the beach under the road.

Flowing fast, where it enters the beach.  Sadly always rubbish around.  Discarded fishing nets on the right, a fender tyre on the other side.  And other odds and sods.

It literally carves its way down to the sea.

Beyond is Tiger Hill, our biggest sand dune.  No one is sure why it is called Tiger Hill.  Possibly at one time it resembled a sleeping tiger.  But dunes change shape over the years.

Small Lobster boat on its way into the harbour.

Last Thursday evening was the Fraserburgh Photographic Society meeting which took place at the harbour where there was a joint exercise with the lifeboat, fire service and ambulance.  A training session centred on a pretend fire on a fishing boat and subsequent rescue of casualties and putting out the fire.  This did happen recently.  So now everyone knows what to do but they dealt with it before anyway.

This picture shows the DP in the middle and two others, some wearing festive hats, as you do.

All very exciting, nice to see the teams bonding, and a good exercise for all.