After a night in the car I set out to walk to Glengarrisdale, the site of an old MacLean castle and where Maclean's Skull was once to be found. Nothing beats an early morning start, the air is crisp, the shadows sharp, and the adders fast asleep.
|Early Morning shadows on the way to Glengarrisdale - but no brocken spectre|
|Halfway point - the adders are awakening|
I am not joking about the adders. In all my years of island hiking I'd never seen one until right after the next photo was taken. The little fellow was coiled, and hissing up a storm as I approached. I was so tired from lack of sleep that I did not hear the hissing until I almost stepped on him. But I did hear him, and was able to step aside in time. His wee hiss had not been much of a warning. Poisonous snakes should at least have the courtesy to rattle.
|Loch on the way to Glengarrisdale|
|The bothy seen from the site of Aros Castle - Scarba in the distance|
|Creature comforts in the bothy|
|Bothy Attic Accomodation|
After exploring the bothy I had second thoughts on my decision to sleep in the car the previous night. I could of had a fire, and been quite comfortable. But I was good that I had not tried to do that. I would have gotten here late, and this terrain is tricky enough to cross in daylight, let alone in the dark.
After finding where Maclean's Skull once rested, and leaving a similar token to mark my visit, I stumbled upon the gamekeeper's ATV track, which made for a longer, but easier return to the road.
|The gamekeeper's track|