We all had to duck in Greskine this morning when a big black Hercules aircraft swept up the Little Clyde valley, barely above the electricity transmission lines and well below the level of the tree clad hills. It was so bluidy quiet, it was casting a big black shadow over us long before we heard it - at least, that's my excuse for the bad photo. It was snatched in a hurry! According to one of the blokes with us, whose brother is an air traffic controller, it was an SAS aeroplane on a training flight. Tell you what the pilot could have been a rally driver the tight turns he was pulling through the glen. Magnificent.
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