Skipping stones on Loch Lomond, Scotland
Stop for elevenses on Loch Lomond
Leaving Glen Coe, this was my view with my morning coffee.
With never more than what seemed like a few minutes without rain in the past week, and with the forecast for heavy rain this morning, I was really not looking forward to taking my tent down in the pouring rain. But I awoke to the sound of silence, no rain. I quickly took down the tent and packed it up. As I was putting it in the car, the heavens opened and down came the heavy rain. Perfect timing !! Thank you God.
Today is my last day of my Highland adventure, I’m driving back down to Glasgow. Climbing Pap of Glen Coe will have to wait until my next visit.
Legs still feeling the climb up Ben Nevis yesterday so no walking today. Long drive up to Loch Ness past Urquhart castle.
We did it! Climbed (up and hobbled down) Ben Nevis, Britain’s highest mountain.
It started green
Then dry and harsh
Finally, the top
West Coast Railways steam train from Fort William, leaving on one of the world’s great railway journeys to Loch Nevis.
My first glimpse of the Ben, I think, somewhere behind that cloud.
I hope the summit is clear tomorrow as it might be my only chance to climb the Ben.
The ladies have scampered in the camper off to Iona so for me it was a solo walk today on the West Highland Way from Kinlochleven to Fort William. Fifteen (and a quarter) miles of “wow”.
Well, despite the rain, we just had to get walking. Six miles on the West Highland Way to Kinlochleven. The rain was pretty relentless but stopped long enough for us to have some lunch and take this photo overlooking Blackwater reservoir.
I woke up at 3:30 am to the sound of golf ball sized drops of heavy rain bouncing off my tent. The noise made me imagine what it would sound like to stick my head into a commercial popcorn popper. It’s amazing how sheltering a bit of thin material can make you feel when it’s keeping you dry. The forecast for today makes me think that it’s best to just relax in my tent and watch the mist roll across the mountain.
We picked up a classic VW camper can, named Bumble, today, so my tent will have company for the next two days until my friends split off. Yes, the rain has started (it didn’t take long), but I’m not bothered yet as the scenery is stunning.
My first time camping and first time pitching a tent, so I’m very pleased with myself. But I’m easing into the wild living by pitching at camp sites. Fingers crossed the weather will be kind and I’ll have 11 days of tent life. If not, I’ll be heading to the nearest bed and breakfast.
Lunch stop in the Lake District en route to Scotland. Those clouds look ominous and hopefully not a sign of things to come as we travel north.