So this is the 9th July a Friday and Luke – the Young Strider heads back home from Beinglas via the only Taxi for 20 Miles around – you know the score – pre-book 6 weeks in advance and you might stand a chance – but only if he likes you . 
I’ve got into nightclub openings easier .
But this taxi is owned and driven by Iain #4 – (secret password exchanged and we’re in ) . It’s a numinous experience this week that the only time I’ve been bothered to ask for a name – it’s Ian or Iain ! N.B The word numinous is perfect for what I needed – and was given to me by my first born Thom – my generalissimo of wordage.

Well –today is THAT day – 30 km from Tyndrum to Kingshouse – i’m told it’s less “Goat Tracky” but hard on your feet as you start to follow the flint sharp 18th-century military roads by Thomas Telford – and if the weather is even slightly dodgy then the vast & lonely inspiring Heather Moonscape of Rannoch Moor without a single blade of shelter is a little more exposed than the average weekend adventurist expects!
Was kind of hoping you could have hooked some of them golden nuggets and brought them home. Bet that beer tasted good too.
Much love hubster 😘 enjoy the trudge with Thom 🥰
Enjoy enjoy enjoy & ( selfishly!) can I have a stone put somewhere too….me, Ciara, Annabel & Jess….not too much to ask!! Ha!
Love you
Xxx
Oh I love reading your daily blog, another great one….. glad to to see Thom arrived safely, enjoy your final treks together 👌👍