Trip to Scotland 1983: Four and half months in the Highlands and Islands

[DCampbell16B]

Cleared up this morning. Slept badly last night. Also midges. Schiehallion easy to see, no clouds. Also mountains at end of Loch Rannoch. Have snow in the corries. Very beautiful. Washed face, neck, arms in Loch this morning. Temp of water must have been at least 2-3 degrees above freezing. Bus to Rannoch Station [post bus. First time I used it]. [The post bus carried mail, ans could carry a few passengers, delivered milk, sometimes even animals. Filled a need to the remote villages.] Packed and got to town 45min. Easier with fly.
Killichonan the first Highland town. Houses strewn over the hillside, not on road. Driver says lots of people here still speak "Perthshire" gaelic. Water brown, just like the pictures. Sky clear, a little hazy. Can see Scheihallion from the forestry road.

[The road dead ends at Rannoch Station. You can look north or south along the rail line. Or back behind you, but the bus is gone. Or head to the moor.]

Map of Rannoch Moor from the Ordnance Survey Map for Pitlochry and the Trossachs

Rannoch Moor crossing, Loch Laidon. Foreground Leathad Mor, in rear Beinn a' Cheachain, to right Beinn Achaladair.

Loch Laidon and Ben Achalader

Drank the brown water and gratefully. [I wouldn't do that now. Who knows what sheep lurk above?] What a gorgeous day. Breeze to keep the midges off. Sun sparkles on Loch Laidon.

Back toward Loch Rannoch. I tried to shade the lens from the sun. [click for larger view]


Wet feet, peaty soil, some slips (3). Bad falls. [The trail was pretty dry, but when I stepped even 6 inches or so off the trail (when I got unbalanced by the 76 pound pack) I was immediately up to my knee in peat. Then I had to figure out how to get myself out. It usually meant dropping the pack, getting leg out, getting on the trail and hoisting the pack again.]

Rested on a rock. Can still see Rannoch Station. Going is wet and rough. Plenty of Heather. No blossoms. Almost past path by going through gate [not sure what I meant]. Tigh na Cruaiche by 11am.

Schiehallion from the west

[Looking over my shoulder I saw a dust cloud approaching me. If I had been in the States I would have called it a dust devil. It was a hiker. She was an Israeli who had finished her national service and was walking around Britain. She left me in the dust.]

RAF fighter flew by at my eye level. Was past me before I even knew he was there.

On the west side of Rannoch some Heather is starting to bloom.

Glen Etive to the left. Am Buachaille Etive Mor center, Glen Coe to the right.

4:10 between lodge and Kingshouse Hotel. Air very heavy.
5:05 Kingshouse Hotel. Must find out if you tip for a cup of tea. [I had the place to myself. Just as well as I must have been a sight after that.] Saw some of the Glen Coe Mountain Rescue team at hotel.
Fate seems to have pointed me to Glen Coe village. If I don't make it I'll camp for the night and decide which way in the morning.
Given lift to Glen Coe Hostel almost immediately (3rd car). Took me to the door. Got in. Met a couple of English chaps who had been over Aonach Eagach and were pleased they made it and horrified they went. Went to pub, drank Pepsi. Met the English chaps and the Israeli girl. Discussed cultural differences. Had shower.

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Both blisters on each foot infected.

Old stone buildings in Glencoe Village are mix of flat rock sections and large round rock sections, have gables. A number sod these in village with newer houses. Some stone left plain, some mortared in joints and painted. Generally tin roofs wired down in 2 or 3 places.

Drawing of gable end of Glen Coe type house


[While I was at the Glencoe museum I was asked if I would take part in a survey about it. I did, but was unusual in that I knew quite a bit about the history of Glencoe already.]

[As i was checking out of the hostel a wee 4yr old girl was stranding there. She had a mop of curly brown hair and the brightest, sparkling brown eyes I have ever seen. She looked up at me and chirped "I'm frae Glesga!" And I was smitten.]

[That morning I saw quite a number of technical climbers carrying all manner of ropes getting ready to do some serious climbing.]


Glen Coe from village


Glen Coe


Aonach Eagach

[I hiked up to Hidden Valley. The story is that the MacDonalds would hide cattle up there. If so, I don't know how they did it. The trail feom the glen really was mostly hidden, but included a 20ft section of almost vertical climbing. Once up there it was very open. I decided to try to climb up the west side and come down the next valley. The higher I got, the less that seemed like a good idea. I was getting near snow, the angle of climb was increasing and it was turning into loose stone. I went back the way I came.]

At bakery, pastry apple filled, almond slices, covered with frosting. Tea cake 2 layers cake with ~½ inch creme between, frosted on all sides but bottom. 1½x2"

Tea generally served with scones or biscuits (cookies). English guys my age don't [?unclear]. Must ask someone older. Went around the village and saw the massacre monument and WWI monument. Can see Ballachulish from here. Very hazy, some clouds but comfortable. Lots of trees on the lower slopes of the mountains.

On map Rannoch crossing from Rannoch Station to hotel ~11miles.

Doing more hostelling and bussing than planned. Pack to heavy to walk far with. I've been lucky hitchhiking, but I don't like to do it with large pack. So after I get to Lewis maybe I'll try it up there. Maybe not.

[Got busses to Killin]

Looked at burial ground Killin.
Finlarig Castle ruins of castle, chapel, plus two graves. 4th Marquis of Broadalbin and wife. 17th century castle, vault, walls about 4ft thick.
First disappointment. Killin very touristy. 2nd hostel very dull, could just be the night of the week. After Glencoe anything would be a letdown. Saw chaps from last night on reh bus to Crianlarich this morning. Note Crianlarich booked solid for women tomorrow night. Might be worth going back [not sure what I meant]. Sron a'Clachain [see your Scottish history, particular the Campbell/MacDonald issues] is right behind the hostel! Can't get to Aberfeldy from here. Also see Douglas castles before going back [I didn't. That is my mom's side of the family]. Finlarig must have been impressive in its day.


Drawing of Finlarig layout




Finlarig Castle

Also play pipes [I did up on Sron a'Clachain].
Few more people in the hostel [this evening], but all older and not interested in talking.

Jim and Margaret of Killin are hostel wardens, know the Hendersons [wardens] of Glencoe hostel. He served in the Royal Navy in Lewis [?], India and on the Royal Yacht Britannia. All who serve [served] on her went down one rank, so that if they were kicked off there was no scandal about losing rank. All orders were given in whispers so as not to annoy the Royal Family.

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Footpath to Sron a'Clachain
Falls of Lochay
Dochart
MacNab burial site 15 graves 9 chiefs in rectangular stone enclosure. One is effigy of a man lying down.
Stone circle at Kinnell Estate, 6 stones in circle, 3 or 4 in center
Lunch was ploughman's platter, roll, cheese, cucumbers, tomatoes, apples, tea. Craigard Hotel. Lots of fun, locals. [I noted I ate the tomatoes and cheese, mostly because I didn't care for them in general. I got over it.]
Waitresses fun. Good looking women around here. [Hey, I was 23 and single. Give me a break.] Clachaig Hotel (across Dochart), at fruiterers [?].
Looks like a ruin right below West of last new house. Also across road some kind of complex pen.
Forgot to exchange money.
Clumps of moss on moor (and on Rannoch) 8-12" deep (makes peat).
Drunk 8-9 cups tea today.
Weather has been balmy. Convivial gatherings on front porch [of] hostel last two nights. Scots say it never happens [weather]. Danes, Italians, Poles, Germans, Nederlands.

26p, 26p, 28p post cards
£1.40 lunch
£1.80 hostel
38p jam
91½p spam

Changed $20 to £12.30

Falls of Dochart


Craig aChailleach from Killin

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Washed clothes. Wore kilt as it was clean. English couple stopped and asked for directions. Acted Scottish and said little.
[So to expand on the entry. My clothes were sorely in need of cleaning. The only thing I had to wear was my kilt. So dirty clothes went in a big black plastic garbage bag. The bag went over my should and I sauntered off to the laundrette. Sure enough an English couple pulled up in a car to ask if I knew where the golf course was. Now I'm in a quandry. These poor people think they've met a real Scottish Highlander. If I speak more than three words they'll know I'm an imposter. I'd picked up the "Ach", and could roll my "r's", and nothing us worse than overdoing a fake accent. So I kept it to three words and said "Ach, no sorry". I've no idea if they were tickled or annoyed to have met a genuine rude Scotsman.]
3 other men in town wearing kilt. Want to swim today. Change to jeans first? See ruins up the road (didn't), Falls of Lochy.
Took "Bath" in Falls of Dochart*, and sat beside West end of Loch Tay. Stocked up for Sunday. Rainstorm. Thunder/lightning. Didn't last long. Very tired. Because [I] didn't drink any tea? Withdrawl. Saw a family stacking hay across the street in stacks rather than bales. Stacked over a tripod w/ 4ft legs and roped down.
[*I was able to find a hole in the rocks filled with water and got in right up to my neck. I remember lots of moms with young kids playing in the water and on the rocks up and downs the sides of the Dochart]



£1.00 clothes laundry
£1.80 hostel
20p biscuits
49 1/2 p soup
32p fruit

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Walked. Found old Perthshire style stone house abandoned. Had 2 wall beds, tin roof over wood slabs. Fireplace, coal, chimney in gable. Fireplace through the roof, overhang hearth. Wall paper, many layers over stove inside. Byre, props for roof show just as I.F.Grant "Highland Folkways". Large flags on the floor of the byre.



Lamb came up and sucked on my finger - couple weeks old, not afraid. Falls of Lochy nearly empty due to Hydro, but rocks are impressive. Am feeling much better than when I left States. Then if one little thing went wrong I felt awful, but kept on. Now I'm relaxed enough to not care. Girls sweaters Susan? Mom, Buster, boys [this is all family while I was wondering what to bring back to them. Sweaters for my sister's and step sisters (I did something different)]. Sharon [sister] should come just to see the gardens. Spent £120 on living so far. £125 on jacket/train [not living expenses]. Purple rhododendron in profusion here. Thought I saw a fox at Hydro Lochy [? does that make sense?]
Well, am still tired today, some little diarrhea, but better than yesterday. Maybe it wasn't the tea. 3 kilts Clachaig [seen? Don't know what I meant]. Large group of French kids w/ leader through Killin today. More than anything French reminds me of someone trying to gargle [Sorry all! Especially French speakers! Not one of my languages!]. Group of Italians at Bridge of Lochy Hotel. Very hazy today. Lady is working on the restoration of Menzies Castle, am helping her out. Mrs.Storrier? Hills gradually becoming visible. Trying for Oban Tuesday- Friday. Got through on phone [to hostel] 7:00, was asked to call back 7:30, couldn't. Tried ½ hour, the op the[?] couldn't get through. Oh well.

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Mrs. Storrier [address] of Fife. Wants info on 18th C Highland dress for Menzies Castle restoration.
17p ice lolly
56p tea
48p 2 rolls
£1.80 hostel

Ride to Crianlarich. Walked up toward a pass between two hills aptly named on the map as "Bealach Eadar Bheinn" [literally "pass between hills", which were Ben More and Ben A'An (also named Stob Binnein)] by waterfalls. Delightful. Ate lunch at bridge, bottom. Met 5 French, 1 man who played fiddle and guitar. Bluegrass like American ("Freight Train") and some Irish. Also Yorkshireman living in Washington State who played Irish fiddle. Went a bit up the West Highland Way, south of Crianlarich. Hill has[? unclear pencil] sound of drying peat [underneath the surface]. Hillside thumps when hit.
Checked into hostel. [At this point in the journal I changed from pencil to pen. While it didn't and hasn't smeared as much as the pencil, it was harder to write neatly] Ate supper then played pipes on hill behind Crianlarich. What a gorgeous evening. Haze lifted, breeze. Pipes played fairly well. Pleased self, locals and tourists. Met 3 Canadian high-school girls (Ann, Ashley, Alex, all cousins), one thinking of going to SUNY Binghamton [where I had just finished, now Binghamton University], all Campbells. Took them up that same hillside. They've been to Inverary. Bus to Oban 10:50. Couldn't get to castle on Loch Dochart [marked on map]. Water very shallow, but mud deep.