Roe deer and rain
The 'white' horse of Kilburn looks in need of scouring. Carved relatively recently on a hillside of Jurassic limestone, it never gleamed like its ancient predecessors on the chalk downs of the south. In the past it has been white-washed and, more recently, picked out with a layer of crushed chalk from the Yorkshire Wolds.
As we near the Tyne tunnel, driving rain turns the road into something like the surface of a sea. I am momentarily surprised to see a car sail into view in the mirror. It seems strange to see it bobbing along in this quasi-marine setting. 
A breakdown later and, as the AA man said, we head into clear weather as we approach Scotland. We glimpse Bamburgh castle and Lindisfarne. Just a few miles across the border a roe deer trots across the A1. 
The nuclear power station near Dunbar sits on a rock-fringed bay where the wind fans waves into rows of breakers.
Richard Bell's Nature Diary, Saturday, 17th October 1998