loch turret

As I always do, I found loch Turret by chance, driving around, looking for new places that I could put up my small tent and sleep over. It was late afternoon when I came back from roaming around the little roads, just enjoying the beauty of the countryside, and decided to take the small road leading up a steep mountain to loch Turret. It was indeed the smallest and steepest road, with the ground falling away dangerously on the one side, showing a thin stripe of shining water far below.
It was quite a walk up to the damwall, and I walked over the wall to the left, where a long stretch of beach lying serenely in the late afternoon sun beckoned me to come and explore. I had my flask and some cakes in my backpack, and sat gazing across the still waters, impressed by the reflections of the clouds and surrounding hills in the loch.
After my tea I just sat on gazing, a thousand reflections going through my mind, the quietness flooding over me, the stillness putting back some of my inner peace that I lost through the week with my stress in coping with Anne.
I noticed a movement on my left, and saw a huge hare come hopping across the rocks, ears pricked, I suppose to decide whether I was an enemy. I think he must have decided that I was either part of the scenery, or otherwise that I held no threat, as he sat down about three metres from me, and after watching me for a few minutes, his nose quivering with the effort of  trying to make out what I represented I suppose, he turned his head to the loch, and sat staring out over the water, as still as a piece of rock. I was too afraid to move in case I chase him away, so I just sat gazing at him, the mystery of this interlude with a wild animal almost too wonderful too be true.
Then I made a big mistake! My camera was lying next to me, and I slowly put my hand out to get it, as I would have loved a photo of this hare that joined me in my contemplations of life and love, but as I lifted the camera, the hare suddenly came out of his daze, gave me a kind of regretful or accusing stare, I couldn't make out which, and slowly hopped off down the beach, disappearing over a clump of shrubs in the distance!