OK, so it’s about time I let you into a little secret. As much as I love walking in Australia, in all its shapes and forms, there is a special place in my walking heart for the west coast and highlands of Scotland. I lived in London for almost 10 years, and being from country-Oz, pined for a bit of remoteness from time to time. That took me on the amazing Caledonian sleeper train to Fort William, and beyond, to the very special Knoydart Peninsula, north of Mallaig and opposite the Isle of Skye. It is only accessible via a very long walk in, or by boat, and the first time, almost 20 years ago, we walked in with all our kit and spent an amazing few weeks here climbing some VERY big mountains, including the magnificent Laddher Bhein (pronounced ‘lar-ven’). Since then, I’ve made it back every few years, and even managed to get hitched on a hilltop here at one stage!
This week, I am back for some winter walking, and loving it just as much as ever. Yesterday, while walking up to Loch Dubhain, the gales were howling, the sleet rattling on my jacket and the noise of the water crashing down the burns off the hillside was deafening. Even the deer were looking a bit startled to see a wild walker. But there was a glimpse of sun and I was rewarded with this beautiful rainbow. Fantastic.