I made it to the valley floor, and slaked my thirst from the cool, clear waters of the Allt Fheannach. Then I crossed the Tilt on the footbridge which was, I am glad to say, of good and substantial construction and in excellent condition.
Barely half a kilometre upstream from the bridge there was a large, flat grassy expanse between the track and the river; and nobody else camped there yet. Here was my camp site; and I gladly shucked my pack and pitched my tent for the night.
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