If you look close lamb is on the menu

I soon found loch Rannoch and that’s where I had to bid farewell to a decent b class road. The road took me round Schiehallion, the highest mountain or Munro in Perthshire at just over 3547 feet and the namesake of my house in Applecross. The road was littered with sheep, wandering around minding their own business which given the economy I think they may be short lived. The road was very narrow and to be honest not even If I was pissed could I have drawn a line like they have. Never out of third gear for miles round and round up and down, a great road for a bike but for a car a wee bit testing, however I was enjoying it to the max as I was out in the wild with buzzards flying around as common as the house sparrow. Soon Schiehallion loomed like a giant against the sky, big ragged and hard faced hewen with granite and rock formed from an age long long ago.

A very weird bridge as it had an overhang that was lower than what you see

I headed North up towards an establishment that was for the gentry as this was expensive highland gear from tartan to cashmere to lambswool and some of the finest produce that is grown in Scotland. I wanted to stop there as I rather like the garments they produce and it serves as a good resting point before I get on the beaten track. Although GB is deep in a recession the prices here were sky high, much higher than last year, and there were no shortage of shoppers. Anyway after a quick coffee to quell the shock I headed off towards Calvin then off to Kinloch Rannoch which was a road I had never travelled. The road was narrow and had some weird bridges over it as the railway meandered through the Scottish highlands.

Another angle

At the edge of the hermitage

Steeped in folklore

Nearly there

Did I mention the tall Trees

Trout love this and since there have been decent rains the water was quite fast