The 2016 Challenge, day 3: Dalmally to Tyndrum (15)

As I headed up into the bealach and looked back the way I had come, I reflected on the fact that this, perhaps, was the kind of walking that I enjoyed more than any other. Across the open hillside, with no paths, enjoying the wild, rugged barrenness of it all. The navigation was trivial - the handrails were obvious and unmissable. I had this landscape to myself, and could range across it as I wished.

What I wished, though, was to reach the sheilings and make camp for the night. So I pressed on through the bealach and down the other side.