Motorist's litter on the Drumossie Road to Inverness

In the morning frost had cleared the rain. After breakfast I cycled into Inverness via the road from Inverarnie across Drumossie Muir above Farr Woods. There’s a steady climb for the first mile, then two miles on the level. All along the verges here thrown in the gorse and broom lined grass verges were crisp packets, sweet wrapping, drink cans, glass and plastic bottles, cast heedlessly from passing cars, for few walk here. At a car’s pace this trail of fecklessness would merge into the landscape.