A slice of Beinn Sgritheall from Glen Arnisdale, Scotland.
Highland cow, Glen Arnisdale, Scotland.
Arnisdale Free Church, Scotland.
The Sound of Sleat between Knoydart and Skye, Scotland.
Loch Hourn from Arnisdale, Scotland.
A strand of grass on the road to Glenelg, Arnisdale, Scotland.
Rain approaching from Knoydart. Arnisdale, Scotland.
Sgurr a’Choire-bheithe on Knoydart with Barisdale just visible through the mist. Arnisdale, Scotland.
Klye Rhea between Skye and the mainland where I was told cows used to swim across to market tied nose to tail, Scotland.
Glas Beinn and Glenelg Bay, Scotland.
Dun Telve, an iron-age Broch, Glenelg, Scotland.
Dun Telve broch walls, Glenelg, Scotland.
Dun Telve Broch fro Dun Troddan, Glenelg, Scotland.
Interior of Dun Troddan double-skinned drystone walls, Glenelg, Scotland.
Dun Troddan Broch, Glenelg, Scotland.
Dun Troddan double-skinned drystone walls, Glenelg, Scotland.
Dun Troddan Broch walls, Glenelg, Scotland.
Inside the walls, Dun Troddan Broch, Glenelg, Scotland.
What could possibly go wrong?
A semi-futile attempt to get out of the rain on the way to Glenelg.
With the challenge of Knoydart behind me it’s time for comfort and inspiration at the Glenelg Inn.
I’ll spare you a photo of my hairy nether regions but one of the tick bites I’d picked up in Knoydart had developed a growing rash. Fearing Lyme disease, I got it checked out at Glenelg health centre.
Sure enough I was quickly prescribed an anti Lyme antibiotic souvenir from Glenelg.
How the Glenelg Brochs may have looked. [Historic Scotland info panel]
Inside the broch. [Historic Scotland info panel]
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Hope you were able to enjoy the scenery during the route shown in this and the previous post. The walking and conditions look very challenging. Some wonderfully atmospheric photos of amazing mountains and lochs.
I was walking into the wind and rain most of the time but I looked around during the moments of calm. Conditions like this make for better photographs than walking!
I was bitten by a tick in Edinburgh off all places in May while visiting the Royal Observatory on Blackdown Hill and I only found it after about 2 days and removed it with my metal tick remover.I think that the last tick bite,well that I noticed,prior to that was in the Ardennes in Belgium hiking from Malmedy to Eupen about 15 years ago. I have seen some things near Carrbridge in Scotland that look like flying ticks but obviously they can’t be as ticks aren’t insects ugly looking crab like things and will,if they get the chance,land on you and bite
They are prevalent in many paces these days – thank god they don’t fly too!