Saturday started with a heroic attempt to avoid activity by dossing around Fort William in the rain. At one point, we were even procrastinating about whether we were procrastinating. The rest of the weekend could easily have vanished in a hedonistic frenzy of tea drinking, laughing at souvenir shops, and leafing through climbing guides in Nevisport. Yet somehow the afternoon saw us climbing a hill in the rain. There was no view to speak of, but once we came down the weather was clearing a little. The best part of the day was walking in to a bothy in evening sunlight, with a view of Eigg in the distance.
It's a while since I had a dose of bothy atmosphere, so this was very welcome.
And the situation is lovely:
The canoes weren't ours, but they make a nice picture.
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That picture from inside just captures the essence of a bothy trip.
I never got to eat my custard though
Was a good trip in the end, a long drive though!
This weekend just passed could not have been more different. My feet are badly sunburnt.
Funnily enough Billy, I call it "still life with custard".
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