We gave Aunty Mary a good send off, the full works in the chapel, Great Nephew Peter piped her away in the car and into the cemetery and we all went to Torley’s for the wake.
Late after noon we shot back up north (near Dingwall) and to my great delight and as compensation for not getting on the Challenge this year, David had booked a VW campervan! An original from the mid-seventies, called Rosie. She’s lovely!
Me and my friend Rosie at the foot of Gleouraich
It was getting late by this time, so we ventured slightly south to Cannich campsite. A pleasant site with all amenities, if a little basic. It was a shade nippy that night, so we were glad of the electric hook up to power the fan heater! Could have (there you go Alan) done with a tad more lighting as we ate our tinned curry and boil in the bag rice, but we were camping, it’s going to get dark!