We prise Ally off the net and then its off to Luss, famous as the setting for take the high road, a scottish soap apparently. We lunch in a fine if dilapidated old gaff with a scottish name. Fine simple pub fayre. Me and colin in steak pie, ally chicken goujons, hannah tuna pasta bake jean a fine mixed cold meat salad. Forgot to mention my snazz new pedometer with integral fm radio.
Leaving Luss our aim is to trravel to tjhe northernmost part of the loch. We get as far as ...... +' check the map after I can't do it now as I am sitting at the side of the loch soakin up the rays in a most pleasant fashhion and its nearly 8pm. In scotland. To be fair it is cooling off and the midges have the word that a one man midge fest is in town. Splendid. Was only remarking we aint seen much evidence of the blighters Lochside spoilt ony by the water dkier loud radiop and joint smoke. Still its wednesday and scotand is a big hit.
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