20/10/2020 1 Comment All Good Things...
We sat and had lunch while watching another waterfall. Last day of oatcakes and cheese and I wouldn't miss this. But after that all too soon we were finished. Done. Without fanfare, we passed through a gate, went down a small path and there was the car: we were finished. Perhaps we felt finished in more ways than one. Our bodies were tired and sore, feet and knee painful. It was time for home. After that things moved quickly. My brother drove us into Ullapool (none of us had wanted to walk along the busy A835), and Joey and I checked into the hotel where we were staying. We relaxed, had some drinks, had a fantastic meal in The Seaforth including gluten free fish and chips (hooray!) and that was us. My brother headed off, and we had an early night. The next day we took the marvellous ferry across to Stornoway, before flying home from there. A tired day, but arriving back home was perfect. A time to rest and relax. Take stock. Appreciate all we've experienced and try to store those memories in a special place. The trip was utterly wonderful, and I've really enjoyed looking back through my notes and writing up this report. So many memories came flooding back. The toads in the light from the street lamps. The frogs on the hill. The newt that we found, the eagles we saw. The glens, all with their own unique character and personality. The water - tumbling, energetic, joyful - and the rain. There were hard times, but wonderful times. We talked, sang, joked, laughed. And I'd do it again in a heartbeat. I'd make sure not to change walking boots just before going, and ensure Joey's knee was in good health, but other than that it was amazing. Wonderful. If you've ever wondered if you can do a long-distance trek, yes you can!
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