Walking the West Highland Way - Day 3

Day 3

Wednesday 27th April 2016 After kicking a few rocks yesterday, unintentionally of course and my shoes being on the slightly too small side, my feet were now a mess. Blisters on the bottom and a couple of nails starting to pop up from the base, I was nearly being sick looking at them. Slathered a load of Vaseline over them and quickly put my socks on. Out of sight, out of mind, bleurghh.

Another freezing night and the first thing I did was run inside for a hot shower to thaw out. Got breakfast and then the owner did several car runs back down to the WHW by the Loch. There were a lot of groans as we all contorted our aching bodies and piled into the people carrier.

Another nice bright day, but a noticeable chill in the air. The last bit of the Loch today, which was much like the last couple of days for a while. Passed Rob Roy's cave. Well I presume it was there, there was a sign post for it, but as I was in so much pain and it required so much effort to walk today, I didn't actually go looking for it!

Took a nice photo back down Loch Lomond once I reached the north end.

Walked across some rough pasture, met some hairy black goats and descended down through a open forest type area to reach the fields of Beinglas Farm Campsite.

They had a pretty posh toilet/shower block, a small store of sweets, canned food, dried pasta and various bits of camping equipment and most excitingly, a pub that also served food!! No camping cuisine this evening.

Paid the campsite fee and went and put the tent up. I had planned to walk a bit further today, but the slow injury induced progress and my burning feet meant I wouldn't have enough time to get to the next location, so I called it a day here.

The German girl arrived an hour or two after me. Her blisters were still really bad and her friend had left her to walk on with a couple of guys they had met, as German girl was being too slow. She was on the verge of quitting. Her tent was also broken. She also had forgotten to bring her bank card and only had about £20 to last her the rest of the week.

I shouted her some dinner and a pint and we stayed in the warm pub for as long as possible before having to face the cold sleeping bags. With the rumours of snow being forecast, a couple more layers were put on before going to bed tonight.

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