Cycling up from Cardross onto Carman Hill Road and then the desolate Carman Hill, I perform a raindance. We've had five weeks at least now of rainlessness and it's time for some rain. The rain makes Glasgow after all and without it, well, Glasgow just isn't Glasgow...
At any rate, it didn't rain, but it's in the post...
And you can do a lot worse than coming up here to this always peopleless hill.... and doing a little dance. 'Always dance alone', the Iroquois tribe of North America used to say. Now's your chance...
Could be Brittany.... (actually Cardoss)... When that overcast sky clears up, you could be anywhere really. Just needs a little imagination.
The old bombed out church on the main road. Carman Hill Road is on the right here.
The old Roman fortlet remains on Carman Hill. For more info. check out Susan Hothersalls wonderful Archeology Around Glasgow.
Shaman rain-dancing on a glacier....
Passing through Dumbarton....
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