Today The Highlands really started. Rannoch Moor is The UK's greatest expanse of wilderness, at 50 miles square. Kingshouse is roughly halfway across it. Knowing that traversing this barren landscape can be utterly vile when the weather is spiteful, we decided to plan only half of it today, and stop at Kingshouse, rather than push on another 9 miles to the next village along the route, Kinlochleven, just in case the weather gods weren't smiling.
We are not, in fact, staying at Kingshouse tonight, but have taken up the offer from our following B&B (in Kinlochleven) to be fetched by car from Kingshouse, and be taken back there after breakfast tomorrow morning to pick up from where we left off. Thus we are actually staying in the same bed for two consecutive nights. And the B&B we have chosen is superb. Result!
Anyway, back to those weather gods. We have seen Rannoch Moor in some atrocious conditions, even in Spring & Autumn. There are probably only a handful of days per annum when it is bathed in sunshine. We got one. The views all around were spectacular and crystal clear for the entire way. Another result! We were both anticipating dripping into King's House Hotel and hiding from rain until our lift appeared. Now, of course, we would like more of the same for the second section of the moor tomorrow.
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