Loch Awe Hotel
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... on with cagoule and waterproof trousers was repeated.
The road was fairly well inhabited with a few farms and holiday dwellings. Traffic was quite busy and as the road was flooded in places I had to step on to the verge fairly often.
After 10 miles I joined the main A830 turning eastwards along the north side of Loch Eil. This was a much busier road with a steady flow of oncoming traffic. It was 8 miles until I reached Corpach. Here I joined ...
... br> During the morning the rain came and went and I must have stopped to remove or don cagoule or waterproof trousers 5 or 6 times. I thought I might have stopped for a coffee at Corran but I had a deadline to meet and when I got there I realised that time was a bit tight. I grabbed a quick lunch in a bus shelter - by now it was raining steadily, and pressed on.
My self-imposed rules do not permit me to take ferries but I can use bridges. Use of the Corran ...
... museums and their willingness to tell us about their lives and share their thoughts. It's the people we met that made this trip special. Every connection felt like a gift. From Jennie our B&B host in Drumnadrochit who was as passionate about politics as I am to Jim, a photographer who joined us in a booth in a pub in Ullapool and told us about his new business, to Sandra in Portree who shared a little of her story as we admired the paintings on her ...
... my passenger to remark gamely how much he enjoys these switchback roads.
We make it safely to the Duke's Pass, another of those places where it is impossible not to stop to breathe the air and look at the view. The green surroundings are now pronouncedly mixed with hues of brown and yellow; the heather is nearly finished although some stray wisps of purple flowers still cling to each clump. The air is very still: the occasional echo of ...
On a sunny morning I decide to start somewhere close to home: a boat trip on Loch Lomond, with a walk on one of its many islands. Although this is now my sixth summer living on the west coast, I have never actually done this trip before. It takes just 12 minutes to drive to Luss, the self-proclaimed prettiest village in Scotland, and I arrive at the pier just in time for the 11.30 waterbus. A moderately large number of visitors is there already, including quite a few ...