Barcaldine House Hotel
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... We arrive at the highest station in Scotland, Corrour. At 1340 feet it is not particularly high but there are hints that this is a challenging environment. The moor is boggy and requires special treatment for the railway line. The bothies provide shelter for travellers and the whole train can be concealed in a blizzard shelter if conditions get too bad. In winter they send up a snow plough twice a day. But not today. We pass over narrow ...
... to the end of the shops, enjoying the lack of tourist crush, soaking up the atmosphere and readjusted to the slow pace. Plenty of options for viewing wildlife, be it whales, otters, orcas, puffins or white tailed sea eagles from cruises on small boats regularly leaving the bay. We passed on that, as the drizzle was turning into full on rain and went to the Tobermory Whiskey distillery instead, where we purchased a wee bottle of the single malt. The sun came ...
... like 'Highland' end. The rocks around us were once part of Newfoundland until the continents collided and sheared past each other: when it was all over this piece had joined a very early Europe. Later on the whole of Scotland was covered by ice, and glaciers carved out the narrow end of the loch - the ground is still rocky and steep as it rushes down to meet the water.
There are a few bad moments as we are casting off, when clouds come over and the wind gets up: ...
... Ireland's sweeping vistas demand your attention but after some days of hiking I started to notice the small bits of beauty that were everywhere. I've posted some photos of them.
Oops, one other thought
There are some great signs around here, I thought I'd share those too.
Ireland and Northern Ireland we must say goodbye. Onward to Scotland!
It's a belter of a morning - warm, sunny and stunningly clear. And at 7.30am, a sea eagle flies calmly past our chalet. I've never seen one before and certainly didn't expect to get as good a sighting as this as I was munching my breakfast.
There's a variety of different plans for today. Steve, Graham, Gwen, Jane and I are going to start walking up Ben Sgulaird on the Appin coast to the south of Onich, although not all of us are confident of getting to the top. ...