There had been very little rain overnight, I'd slept well and I knew I only had a half days walk to Fort Augustus. I wished I didn't have to return to civilisation so soon.
|As the inversion of the early morning dispersed, I was treated to a grand view to the West. The Cluanie hills still carrying alot of snow.|
|It was a pleasent walk through the scattered hamlet of Dalchreichan in the warm sun, this was the life!|
I cossed the River Moriston at Torgyle Bridge.
|A short stretch on the A887, heading West! again, until I was able to enter the forest to follow this old drove road....I didn't need any assistance, even at my great age!|
|I then picked up the old military road, which looked like it had been recently received quite a bit of work to keep it in good order.|
|AS I reached the higher parts of the Inchnacardoch Forest I was confronted with a mass of pylons and new roads...they sure know how to make a bloody mess of the landscape. I met Paul Atkinson (link to his blog) here again, we chatted about his route since I'd last seen him and gear. (of course!)|
|I'd stopped on the way down to Jenkin Park, the way East was revealed. Paul had carried on. I think he could smell the fish and chips in Fort Augustus.|
|I had a bed booked at Morag's, and a parcel waiting for me. I arrived about 1.30, fortunately reception was open so I was able to collect the parcel and have a shower.|
|Doesn't take long to make a scrow!|
|With the bulk of the afternoon to chill, I had a walk beside the canal. There's always lots going on hereabouts.|
|After eating my own share of fish and chips I caught the last of the evening warmth before sleeping in a bed again...what a strange idea.|
The weather had been fantastic...surely this dry spell wouldn't continue?