Weather: Very sunny and clear, but a cold wind.
Location: Applecross to Tornapress.
Distance: 11½ miles.
Total distance: 2253½ miles.
Terrain: A rocky path steeply uphill and a track next to some woods for first quarter of a mile — then it was all road. The first half of the Walk was uphill from sea level to 2053feet. The second half was back down to sea level. It is the highest road in Britain!
Tide: Out, coming in later.
Rivers: No.247, Russel Burn. No.248, River Kishorn. + lots of streams.
Kissing gates: Nos.212 near Applecross.
‘Historic Scotland’ properties: None.
Ferris wheels: None.
How we got there and back: We had towed our caravan to Reraig, all the way from Malvern, taking two full days to do so. We set up last night on a caravan site four miles from Kyle of Lochalsh. This morning we drove into Kyle to hire a car (this had been pre-arranged). We drove both cars to Tornapress where we left our own car. Then we drove the hire car over the pass to Applecross and parked in the campsite where we finished the last Walk.
At the end, we came to our car parked by the river at Tornapress. After tea and caramel shortcake, we drove over the pass to Applecross. Then we drove both cars back over the pass once more as far as Lochcarron. There we left the hire car to be picked up in the morning. We drove back to our caravan in Reraig in our own car.
We were blessed with brilliant weather for our Walk today over the highest public paved road in Britain — 2053 feet above sea level. And we walked it from sea level to sea level, no ‘cheating’ by starting halfway up! However there was a cold wind, as it is early in the year, and this became more and more evident the higher we climbed. Fantastic views made up for it though!
A path from the caravan site took us steeply uphill via wooden steps and grass. Suddenly two deer appeared above us, but they seemed completely unfazed. They scampered down to the road and disappeared.
There was snow on the tops of rocks looking like icing sugar — it was beautiful.
The way the mountains folded, the steep drop to the loch below, the mountains beyond, the road snaking down twisting and turning with hairpin bends — it was all breathtaking!
Probably the best views we have had so far on the Trek.
Part way down we came to the spot where I had been a victim of ‘road-rage’ back in April. It was when we were camping at Applecross and were setting up a Walk in the Torridon area. We drove both cars over the pass, Colin ahead in the hire-car and me behind in our own car. It was exciting, but we were both coping well. Coming down this side, we could see three vehicles way in the distance coming up. They were a long way off, and I mistook the distance between passing places. The first car seemed to come upon us very fast, and Colin nipped into a passing place. I had just passed one, so thought I would go ahead and squeeze in behind Colin. But I couldn’t because this car continued at the same speed past Colin, and only braked when his nose was about a foot from mine. So there we were, face to face on a narrow mountain road without a hope of passing each other.
At last we crossed the river and came to the layby where our car was parked.
That ended Walk no.244, we shall pick up Walk no.245 next time by the river at Tornapress. It was twenty past six, so the Walk had taken six and a half hours. After tea and caramel shortcake, we drove over the pass to Applecross. Then we drove both cars back over the pass for the last time and on as far as Lochcarron. There we left the hire car to be picked up in the morning. We drove back to our caravan in Reraig in our own car.
I don’t like the sound of Colin’s cough.