An alternative look at the great outdoors...
Leaving the campsite it was only a short walk before we reached Loch Etive and the undulating land rover track we were to follow to Glen Kinglass. The day was warm and the scenery first class. At lunch by the shelter used by those destined to collect the dead deer it was boots off to get some air to sweaty feet. As the afternoon progressed it became very warm, and Nigel started to bound ahead of his father and grandfather. He had been told where we intended to camp that night and he went on, dropped his own pack and returned to us to see whether we required any assistance. However we were all pretty fit and arrived at the spot I had chosen for the night stop.
When I camped here in 1997 I had met Bill Robertson and his wife who were looking for a pitch for the night. I suggested to them they may have to go some way before they found anything as good as this. They decided to push on and the next morning I caught up with them over the watershed where they had camped in a not very pleasant spot. They conceded that I was right and they should have camped somewhere near my tent. I tell this story only to explain that on the evening of Day 2 we found a message under a stone which read "This area is reserved for Derek Emsley's party. Good luck Derek. Bill Robertson."! Bill had got to this spot by another route but knowing that was my stopping point had left this message.
This was the first night we realised what a huge appetite Nigel had and while Richard and I were satisfied with one pasta meal each, Nigel cooked himself a second one!