Having just come back from David and Fi's Wedding (#davidandfi), I'm a little behind on the posts here. So bear with me while I rattle through a few pictures from the stag.
At the end of March, us six city boys headed up to the lower Highlands for a long weekend of drinking, shooting, and excessive amounts of tweed. It's got to said, tweed offers zero insulation or protection from the elements, but we certainly looked
Words can't even begin to describe how cold it was up the hill during our clay pigeon shooting. I didn't know if the camera was functioning, I couldn't feel my fingers or the trigger. Luckily beautiful light is all you need sometimes. Even in the howling sleet, with wearing dress shoes on fresh snow, somehow I managed to get these pictures.
You can see all the pictures on my Flickr.