Hilbre Bed and Breakfast
Travel Blogs from Arisaig
Day 6 - Kinlochleven to Fort William (16 miles)
... The end of the WHW has now moved, before it used to be as you came to the first roundabout in town, which now stands a sign saying you have now reached the old official end of the West Highland Way. Now they have moved it to the end of the high street in Fort William, so I guess I have a little way to go yet. I finally get the new finish line at 14:00 at the end of the high street and quietly celebrate to myself, grab a passing stranger and ask him ...
Scottish Highlands
... we were heading north to the tip of the island but would have taken a few hours so we took the next left we found and headed towards the western side of the island. We drove for an extra hour or so ended up at Neist Point Lighthouse which is the most western part of the island,. It wasn't the most authentic lighthouse but it was very impressive as it was positioned right on the cliff edge and we got some really ...
Up to Fort William
... 2 degrees overnight. Everyone froze. Today we are off to Fort William, the birth place of um? Karlyn the great. We are also looking to catch up with her Aunty, but first it's off to Tesco's to buy a heater. Figure it will cost us £20 to fill the gas bottle and if we have to fill it every 4 or 5 days a heater will make more sense. We find our way to the Falkirk Tescos Superstore, only to find can you believe it no heaters, sold out. On we go to Fort ...
"Survivor UK"
... is a handful of tourists like ourselves. Hilary and l pick our way up the rocky path to the actual summit, then back for a hot chocolate. We receive a text from Ian to say he is sitting on the summit enjoying the sun!... Safely surviving 'our' ascent and returned to the bottom, we drive back into Fort William in time for a cruise up and down Loch Linnhe. The ads. promise seals, porpoises, deer and various birds but the staff say that ...
"Escape To The Country"
... occassional Suffolk sheep or English breed of cow and always soaring craggy peaks dotted with grey, lichen-encrusted columns of rock. All this is accompanied by the chortle of the steam engine's puff. Ian and l hang out the windows of the doors at the carriage's end for photos - a cold pastime. In the second hour, we catch glimpses of estuaries and finally the sea. We have two hours to fill in the seaside port of Mallaig - easily done with ...