Falls of Bruar then Moulin Moor North Perthshire
Bruar and Moulin sounds all a bit French, but no we didn’t travel the country and cross the channel, just went up the A9 to North Perthshire and the start of the Cairngorms. It was a bit last minute as had planned to go out tomorrow but the forecast was crap and we were both free today and it wasn’t raining. Though def had a autumnal (love that word, though father would say autumny!) feel about it.
I just randomly chose Bruar as felt it would be a bit sheltered from the rather brisk wind, the trees should be turning and it had water falls (which wouldn’t need a lot of light to shoot). And yes it had all these things and a fence to stop you seeing the water and trees in the way if you climbed over the fence, but hey you can’t have everything! After climbing to the lower falls we finally got something to shoot, though really wanted to climb down and get closer. But after investigations and hum and hawing we decided the climb down would be a bit mad even for us! Thankfully using the wide lens with polariser and zoom I managed to get some slow shutter shots of the autumnal (oh got it in again) colours and the swirling water.
Autumnal colours in swirling water
As we still had some time to spare we headed over Moulin Moor. What could possibly be wrong on a moor in autumn with strong winds forecast?! The weather was sitting on the moor waiting and windy is an understatement, thought we’d be blown back to Perth. And forget Autumn, it felt more like winter in that wind. However the view was spectacular, and very Scottish. The driving rain was sitting over the mountains, warring with the sun, leaving rays beaming through over cloud covered purple peaks. And the road was unfenced!!! Never really thought of it that way before, the sheep have the countryside to wander through but the cars are usually fenced in on either side, following the set track and the set way (so who are the sheep now!?). Anyway managed to get some extremely Scottish shots of the moody skies and interesting weather, though very hard to hold the camera still when being blasted by very strong winds.
Cloud hugging the peaks, all very Scottish!
On a day of very changeable weather we found ourselves in Bruar shooting the famous falls. Much has been improved of this tourist trap over the years and it was as busy as ever.
The lower falls heading under the bridge.
I was hoping for more of an autumnal scene but the leaves haven’t quite turned yet. If we get time when they do, a return trip may be on the cards.
After Bruar we headed to the Moulin Moor via Pitlochry to see what we could see. Not a lot due to the tears in my eyes caused by excessive wind!
The incoming Moulin weather.
The trip took us up to Rannoch Station and back down to the Hydro station just before it. The platform was deserted as you would expect on a cold December afternoon so we took the tourist-less opportunity to have a quiet donder around. It’s a bit like going back in time with all the old style buildings that have obviously had four-too-many-coats of paint put on them over the years and despite the crossing bridge looking quite fresh from a distance, a closer look reveals a rusty structure which needs some TLC.
