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Leaving out of Fort Augustus we trek on through the ever changing weather, high above the shores of Loch Ness. We discover the hardest working foresters in the world, a most beautiful bridge, and climb up into a dark and magical forest that I definitely can’t pronounce. Late in the day, weary and wet, we seek a warm meal or perhaps a dry space to sleep - but it’s not to be. I know better than to be disheartened. In spite of the long and rainy climb back to the hills where we belong, I know inside the most perfect spot lies ahead…
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