Flanders Moss NNR
There are times in this job when it feels like I have my own personal rain cloud. As I head out on site it starts raining and shortly after returning to the office it stops. I think that it must hang around the front door waiting for me. As a bog manager this can be a pretty useful super power but it can be a little wearing and means not many others want to accompany me on site visits.
But today it must have been looking the other way as I escaped out to Flanders in the dry. As I meandered my way round the Moss doing the hydrological monitoring over a 6 hour period it felt like my rain cloud was searching for me. Everywhere around was getting wet, to the north it was as black as a hat and monster clouds stalked the Carse but I stayed dry for the whole day. It made for a stunning backdrop. As I drove back towards Stirling the first drops hit the windscreen but by then it didn’t matter. Result.
Of course it means that next time I go out I am really going to cop it though.