Walking 55 miles around the valleys of Glencoe and not seeing a single soul for over two days, it’s just a little bit ironic that my favourite picture of the very few I took was just a couple of hundred yards from the hugely busy A82 artery which runs down the Glencoe valley.
This cottage must be very well photographed and I’m sure in better light than this – but I did walk down the distant valley, not the road, to find it. And I did refill my water bottle from the stream.
