This was the day which we had been anticipating the most since we left Milngavie. We would finally get to experience the majesty of Rannoch Moor.
We left Tyndrum in great spirits, with hope in our hearts and a key in Col’s pocket (sorry Kate) heading for splendid isolation.
After the strains of the previous day, it was a pleasure to make faster progress along less taxing paths, even if the weather wasn’t in our favour.
This was to be the most challenging day of the whole trail as we wave goodbye to Loch Lomond and head for the hills.
A short stretch along the banks of Loch Lomond preceded by a walk around our own private island. Well, sort of...
Oh dear. Things didn’t go quite to plan on day 2 of our West Highland Way adventure. But we did find out whether it’s faster to take the high road...
Well, we’ve survived day one and we’re writing from the village of Drymen. 13 miles done and 86 to go to Fort William.
There's no getting away from it, Big Col and I are not natural athletes. With a combined height of 12'6'' (most of which is Col), a combined weight of 33 stone (most of which is Col) and a combined age of 104 (you guessed it...) we're relying on a heavy dose of enthusiasm and determination to carry us along one of Scotland's most famous and iconic long distance footpaths, the West Highland Way.