Yes, a wonderful sense of remoteness. Definitely qualifies as "The Big Country"! Bob, how long had you been sat on the watershed between Loch Eilde Mor and Loch Leven, when Andy, Talitha and I landed? Must have been a brilliant sunset over Ardgour?Originally Posted by Bob
I'd slightly less mileage in my legs Bill
Apart from the Dutch couple camping at the bothy (first day's walking in Scotland apparently) I saw no-one from Loch Treig until Ian & co turned up at Loch Eilde Mor later that night. Did feel very remote though.
Once Alan and Will had set off up Sgurr Eilde Mor with Yiannis and we had despatched Cookie and Tal back to Mamore lodge with all the unnecessary kit, Andy and I were very anxious for Bill's plight as we headed out towards Luibeilt and the Abhain Raith. The sense of relief as his headtorch appeared over a crest on the track, just 600 - 700 yards short of Luibeilt, had to be experienced to be understood. The 8 or so miles back to Mamore Lodge was a 'once in a lifetime' Highland dawn, with the sun rising behind us and, ahead of us, the Glen Coe hills turning pink from the summits down.
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