May 16, 2012
The day dawned with blue sky, so we were happy to be walking. Breakfast service started at 7:30 am, so that meant we could be on the road by 8:30 instead of our usual 9:00. The first part of our route led along the forestry track, which made for a reasonably fast pace. There were a lot of ups and downs, but none were very steep. Walking through the forest was very pleasant even though the view of the loch was limited.
For some of the time we had the track to ourselves, periodically catching up to other groups or being caught up by them. After about an hour and a half the forestry track narrowed to a trail. And before long the trail started to follow the shore of the loch. Since the shore was steep, this of course meant we were clambering up and down over rocks and roots. In sections it was muddy as well, but on the whole the going wasn’t too bad. And there were a lot of beautiful waterfalls coming down the slope.
We finally arrived at Inversnaid at about 11:30, which was about what we had expected. There was a bridge over the creek from which we could see a Dipper flying to its nest under a big rock under the falls. There isn’t much in Inversnaid except the hotel, where we had planned to get a bit of lunch. However today was the day when the hotel’s electricity was turned off for some maintenance to take place! But fortunately the bar was still open and they were serving tea, coffee, and sandwiches. Rosemary asked for soup and it turned out that they had that as well, so she had the soup and Paul had a sausage left over from breakfast and a bun left over from last night’s dinner. Sitting in the hotel’s lounge looking out over the loch was a lovely way to have a meal.
After lunch our route continued along the shoreline, up and down over rocks and roots as before. From time to time there was a level stretch where we made good progress, but overall the route was time-consuming. However the hillsides were covered with bluebells. We had seen lots of bluebells before, but today the hillsides were covered with them and the display was amazing. There were many other kinds of wildflower as well, including a lot of wild garlic.
Finally we got to the end of the loch and the end of the rocky, rooty, trail. From here we climbed up over a little pass which took us down to Beinglas Farm, our destination for the day. In this area we heard several cuckoos calling. We were booked into a wigwam, which was really a little A-frame structure. There was a surprising amount of room inside, and we were very cosy. We had dinner in the bar and then returned to our wigwam for the evening.