Have travelled north, through Glen Coe to Glen Finnan station with a team of mountain trekking students. Sub-par weather conditions having been causing various plan changes, but we managed to get out into some incredible wilderness. Took one stop west on the train, then hiked north with all our provisions for a couple of days.
Traversed the north shore of Loch Beoraid, which was not sporting the path advertised on the map. Challenging tussock terrain all the way a long the never ending march gave a genuine challenge. Once we’d forded a couple of rivers, by building small dams, we were committed to the through trip!
Eventually, we reached the flat Loch end, where we hoped we would be able to camp. After continuing past a few possible areas, we struck gold with a perfect flat, grassy area by the river where we could all pitch our tents without risk of water logging.
As we put the poles together and fly sheets on the heavens opened and a torrential downpour hit us.
It came down as hard as hail. Thank goodness we were not still trekking!
My new jacket kept me dry inside.
The rainbow soon faded and the sun began to dip as the skies cleared for a final show of light. I had boil in the bag dinner and gallons of mint tea to hydrate.
It was dark by the time we’d eaten and packed away. Lying down ever felt so good! Even a therm-a-rest disaster couldn’t stop me from falling into a deep sleep…
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