A very wet day

We woke to a very still morning. I knew just what this meant and shouted through to Ronan's tent that I wasn't going to cook anything… it was cereal bars for breakfast without opening the door of the tent or the mosquito netting! Before striking camp, I donned midge hat and gloves, and was fairly safe, but the others were driven just about demented. Oh, the Highland midge, what torment such a little creature can put us through… she and her friends.

We set off and within a quarter of an hour, had stopped to put on full waterproofs. We needed them for the whole day as the weather closed in. The head of Glencoe looked very atmospheric! Up over the Devil's Staircase (which wasn't so bad really) and Kat was very slow because of her knees. There was no way that the others could walk as slowly as she was doing, with the result that they got very cold waiting in the chill wind. Hmmm...

Eventually, we arrived in Kinlochleven and decamped into the bar of the Macdonald Hotel, smuggling Freja in because if you don't ask, you can't be told 'no'. It was soup for everyone and coffee and tea through the afternoon. Freja and the rest of us had just about dried out by the time we set off again at 4:30 pm to put two hours walking under our belt, which would make the next day's walk to Fort William and the 5:35 train just a little less stressful. We found a lovely camp site, though pretty close to the track, and pitched camp just as the rain was beginning to ease.