First, we stopped by the reflective Loch Ness, the largest body of water in the UK.
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| Loch Ness |
After that, we made our way West through the Highlands, soon arriving at a cold mountain at Glen Affric:
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| Deer fence, cold mountain |
We learned about how the deer, bred for generations by landowners with hunting ambitions, are too populous and interfering with the growth of young trees. Then we climbed up some more...
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| Squelch, squelch, squelch |
and found ourselves climbing higher and higher
to find ourselves atop the land.
After we made our way down and slept the night, I awoke, prepared and visited the river
spent the morning and afternoon exploring, working, and collecting rocks at Dundreggan (the Dragon's Fort!) - a massive estate lodge with polytunnels, a waterfall, and three wild boar!
On our way back we stopped at the most forlorn, melancholy place I've yet been to - a 3,000-year-old gravesite.
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| Clava Cairns |
On the whole, it was an amazing two days, and even though the information was a little on the excessive side, I felt remarkably re-inspired for the days to come. Which turned out to be really necessary, as you'll find out in the next blog... The Sweat.
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