

Stopped on the way home to take a photo

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We stayed for a couple of nights there last year in February.the.sasquatch wrote:I do love it up there, if i hadn't had to work today i would have stayed for the night! Shame there wasn't more snow, the slopes were a tad icy in places was still great fun though
Using you like a guide dog.clutha wrote:Last week I had a snow adventure too, the famous A83 that frequently has closures due to mud/Rock slides.
Set off to Strachur in fairly heavy snow but only some slush on the climb up, different story on the way back about 10pm, snowing heavily all the way home to Helensburgh. Climb up to the Rest and Be Thankfull was exciting, roads covered, white lines vanished, howling gale and blizzard. Freda steady as a rock. Only fly in the ointment was two followers on my bumper, closer than was wise on a dry road, what is it with some drivers. I stopped and made them overtake, then they crawled along at a snails pace.
More like the dog with me in towthe laird wrote:Half a chance and mulshy would be of with the mutt in tow!![]()
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"the curse of the drinking classes"the.sasquatch wrote:I do love it up there, if i hadn't had to WORK today i would have stayed for the night!
Our avatar pic was taken down in Glen Etive on our first night of Bongo ownershipstewby wrote:mulshy... can I be nosey a minute??
We are looking at places for wild camping and saw your avatar pic thing. It looks amazing. Whereabouts was it taken and did you stay the night there??
Thanks in advance.
Not sure where that spot is,looks a bit close to the estate and a house for us.stewby wrote:
edit: I think this is where it is?? (the blue dot).
https://www.google.com/maps/d/edit?mid= ... ScpqsXOPl0
Tony sounds idyllic,we were down last year tent camping by the river,just me and the dog,MountainGoat wrote:I had one of my best wild camps ever in Glen Etive many years ago long before I got my Bongo. In a Saab 900 and with a small traditional ridge tent I wild camped about a mile down the glen on the left side from Glencoe on the banks of the River Etive. Spent next morning eating a leisurely breakfast while watching a pair of otters swimming up and down the river oblivious to my presence.