I made steady progress, and reached Garva Bridge in good time. I took this photograph after crossing Garva Bridge, looking back the way I had come.
I had not yet caught up with Nicole, but it wasn't long before I sighted her, and I finally fell in beside her between Garvamore and Sherramore. She was anxious that I shouldn't be slowed down by her pace - but I said that was a decision for me, and I was happy to walk at this pace. So we walked together and chatted, and took a break for refreshment by the dykes that control the River Shira as it flows into the lochan above the Spey Dam.
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