Day 11 of the shut down, shut in, whatever.
Here in Durness everyone is following advice closely, as far as I can see. On an hour-long cycle ride yesterday I saw no moving traffic, 3 walkers and a couple of dozen lost sheep.
This morning is not a cycling day, with a sprinkling of snow everywhere and the hills white. Roads too slippy to cycle and fields too soggy to walk on mean another walk down to the beach for exercise. Which is never a problem.
Here's the house from the field with Charlie's horses hoping I'd come to feed them, and a view in the other direction. Pretty good place to be confined to barracks and environs.