We climb immediately into Glen Aray, around Loch Awe and through the Pass of Brander, with its waterfalls and hydroelectric power stations. The scenery is spectacular - this is why we took the longer route!
Then Rod crashes when he clips the edge of the tarmac, and is shaken up for several minutes. A cafe stop at Bendelock and he's back to normal, and we p
ush ahead alongside Loch Linnhe (part of the Great Glen fault line) to Fort William, and the
promise of a chip shop. Sure enough, we refuel in the square and continue north-west along Loch Lochy to reach our next stop at Fort Augustus, at the southern tip of Loch Ness.On the way we stop off to pay our respects at the Commando Memorial, which puts our minor discomfort into perspective. Rod (whose father had been a Commando) selects the most technically incompetent Dutch tourist he can find to take a photo of us...it would have been quicker to commission a painting.
The hostel caters mainly for 20-something Australian and American tourist parties, and there's a bizzare 'Tartan Toga' theme for the evening. Rod and I decline, more interested in the macaroni cheese I'm preparing, but Tach enters into the spirit of things...
106 miles in 9.25 hours.
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