Today, I really begin to get acquainted with the Great Glen way & much prefer it to the West Highland way for many reasons. As I write this evening on a hill, slowly watching the sun depart for the day I feel gratitude for where I am right now & for all the experiences which have let me to this sweet place.
Distance wise, today is short, but the peak of the trail is reached with views over over the whole loch ness & Mr Ben Nevis lurks in the distance.
As you can see the sun shines today, more so as the day goes on. Continuing my walk up through a forested area I than stumble across a small wooden ‘troll’ bridge which crosses a stream. A bunch of people congregate here, so I stop to admire my surroundings. All of a sudden the people all line up & a couple are stood in the middle. I am than invited my the couple to witness them renewing their wedding vows.. so here I was, on a flimsy bridge, witnessing a priest speaking, watching wedding bands being exchanged. Just before hyms are being sung I depart with a smile for they have the precious gift of love. God bless them.
At the top of the hill, stunning views of the loch are had & me and Adam are reacquainted for a strong pot of tea.
From here on it is pretty much up and down, but mainly down on the approach to Drumnadrochit. We roll onto down feeling lively, but we must look weary as a milk man and his family from Newcastle who we met along the trail kindly gives us some money for our dinner & a drink. I chow down scampi & chips before departing to set up my tent. And indeed it is a room with a view…
How do you eat an apple Adam asks. I bite at a time ofcourse. No, adam responds ‘ with your mouth ‘… we both chuckle & we’ve both found humour to be a great ally on this journey, more so because we are having to put up with each other waffling crap all day to one another.
Strength & hope are 2 things which have been circling my mind the past few days. Strength, where does it come from ? What is it ? As if the old saying goes, what doesnt kill you makes you stronger. At the core of our being, the cosmic heart holds infinite strength. When a tree is cut, it is weak around the edges, but tuff at the core. Like an onion, at the core it is most potent. It is our inner strength which holds potentcy and hope is sometimes all we have, which drives us to search for strength within…
The walk today was nice & easy, especially after our well rested night in Laggan. A rainy start continuing along the great glen.
The canal is followed for about 11 miles into the small but extremely busy tourist trap of a town, Fort Augustus. Coaches of tourists pile out like sheep ready to spend their Stirling on overpriced shortbread & souvenirs.
However it is quickly left behind and easily forgotten on the climb up to take in the views over Loch Ness.
Loch ness is certainly impressive, as all the Scottish Lochs are but its a shame tourists don’t come for the Loch alone & one can’t help but think, if it werent for the ‘monster’ , this place wouldnt be so busy. Nethertheless, walking continues eventually reaching a quirky little camp site called Inver Coille.