Less of your lip.
A splendid 12 mile walk around the estuary that forms the Kyle of Tongue. Passing showers that we mostly avoided. After walking up the hill to Castle Varrich, we romped across the heather clad hills to avoid walking on the road. A successful bit of roaming at last.
As we turned the corner at the end of the Kyle, we met a passing ornithologist, who pointed us to a pair of Golden Eagles up ahead, and we were lucky enough to be able to watch them for a while.
A very enjoyable day, rounded off by a pleasant drive across the headland and around Loch Eriboll to Durness, followed by a pub meal in the Smoo Hotel and overnight in their carpark. Even a wee dram into the bargain.
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Great stuff! xxxx