The morning was very overcast and we set out along the A87 towards Strath Croe with our waterproofs on.

We shared our route with visitors to the famous falls of Glomach so there were quite a few people about, but we were soon on our own as we turned to the north to head round the massive bulk of Carnan Cruithneachd.

As we. climbed up the zig zags through the forestry we stopped for a rest and to look back down Strath Croe but the midges made sure we were soon on the move.

As we climbed higher the rain came on in earnest and it was a rather wet lunch stop and a very wet walk across the top. The track we were following resembled a stream in places, the cloud base came lower and we were in mist for a few hundred yards before we dropped a little way down the hillside above the river Elchaig,

Off to our left a fine waterfall streamed down the crags but our attention was soon focused on the river about a thousand feet below. It looked very full, we knew we had to cross to reach the track on the north bank. The map indicated the crossing point, but not a bridge, we hoped there would be one as the recent rains had swollen all the rivers.

 If an obvious crossing point existed we could not find it. We were faced with the option of wading at the least dangerous looking place, or changing our route to travel Glen Elchaig on the south bank of the river and bypass Kililan.

 After a tentative look at the wading possibility we set off down the southern side. Although no track was indicated on the map there was In fact a very rough stony route leading through the  pastures along the river bank. Fine highland cows (or were they bulls? I was too tired to notice) watched our progress. I limped along well to the rear as my tendon was complaining about the terrain.

Our luck was In, two miles along the river bank we came across a bridge serving a keepers or shepherds cottage, we crossed the river Elchaig, now deep, dark and powerfully sweeping down to loch Long. We were now an the Kililan track and so ended with an easy walk toward our target for the day.

We were able to pitch camp for the night in the dry again but before long the heavens opened and once more we were deprived of the chance to sit out and enjoy the evening.