An alternative look at the great outdoors...
Sometime during the night the hillfog had rolled in and I got up in a world of grey and green. I went to talk to Humphrey who was camping fifty metres away but as we were on opposite sides of the stream, the communication was less than perfect. In fact we couldn't hear a word we said - so we just agreed with each other for a while, then I packed up and left, after scoffing some porridge and honey.
I basically followed the stream over the watershed where I discovered a couple of Challengers (Willie and Violet) packing up their stuff. I blew my whistle at them and waved but they looked in the opposite direction (aparently they thought it was an unusual bird call).. We did meet later and walked down to Alltbeithe Youth Hostel. John Manning who used to be deputy editor of TGO magazine turned up with his partner Stephanie and we all had a brew at the hostel - joined later by the warden who professed a desire to have a go at the Challenge.
I walked down Glen Affric with Ex Deputy dawg John and his lass and he pointed out an eagle (which I couldnt see) - plus frogs, cuckoos, lizards and lots of other stuff. They'd done the Five Sisters of Glenshiel ridge but were now feeling a bit fragged so were staying low out of the hillfog. Nevertheless - I decided to camp at what we christened "Lovely Poo Bridge" - and they carried on a bit further.
(The name comes from the fact that there's a public toilet there and instead of having a sneaky and possibly scratchy wild poo, you can have a lovely one)
Unfortunately it took me quite a while to find a bit of grass big enough for my tent - but eventually got aone next to an otter observation spot (didnt observe any otters).
Beef stew and dumplings for tea.
16 Miles (now totalling 28 miles) and 750 feet of upness.
I enjoyed an undisturbed night, except for the fact that it chucked it down....