I could go into detail on the first two days in Inverie, Knoydart Peninsula, Scotland, but I did that in the cell phone photos version of this post a couple weeks back. Instead, I’ll just give you the gist of what it was like.
*Note: read each of these starting with “Oh, my God!”
1. It’s so cute! (referring to the village of Inverie)
2. It’s so beautiful! (referring to the peninsula as a whole)
3. You really do need a reservation for dinner at the pub.
4. It’s so peaceful!
5. Those are the munros I’m going up?
6. This is going to hurt.
7. What was I thinking!?
8. I’m going to die.
9. I lived, bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
10. Hot water is A-Mazing!
I believe these photos are in order – at least mostly. We started from our place at the Knoydart Bunkhouse, headed down a stalker path, up Luinne Bheinn (pr: Luna Ben or Looney Ben), across some ridge lines, over and up Meall Buidhe (pr: Mal Buoy), down ‘the nose’, through some bog (my introduction to bog hopping), over a bridge, back down the stalker path, and promptly (with very slow, very deliberate movements) into the best hot shower I’ve ever taken (no photos, but you should count yourself lucky on that).
Heading to Knoydart Peninsula from Mallaig:
The next day – Heading into the hills!:
Special thanks to:
Steven Fallon Mountain Guides (esp. Martin) for putting together such a great adventure!
Western Isles Cruises for getting us to Inverie safe and sound, and being such amazing gents in moving around my beast of a bag.
Knoydart Bunkhouse for being amazingly friendly, for letting me use your washer and dryer (hallelujah!), and for having the wicked awesome dry room!