On the other hand, if we didn't walk that track in such perfect conditions, then the chances of doing it in the future would be much lower.
But.... But the temptation was there, the day was still beautiful, and we knew that most of the return walk was downhill with the light breeze behind us. So we set off.
....water the colour of whisky. This may be why the ancient clachan (village) whose remains can still be found if one had the energy to walk another mile to the far end of the loch, was reputed to produce the finest illicit whisky in the Golspie area.This still would probably have been hidden in one of the small glens whose waters flow into the loch. Having found these stills before on Ardnamurchan, I know what to look for - but I no longer have the legs to scramble over the hills in search of it.
However, what I would most have liked to achieve on yesterday's walk was something which, had it so wished, would have come to me - the kingfisher I have seen just once, near the weir, back in July of last year.
Needless to say, it didn't put in an appearance, but what is heartening is the news that kingfishers have since been spotted on Loch Fleet and Loch Brora - so perhaps the species is beginning to thrive here enough to extend its range north.
So we turned back, but with a sense of achievement, and with the knowledge that, given the right conditions, we could do this walk again.
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