Rannoch Moor

Took off with the Yazz today for a stroll into Rannoch. 
Up to Rannoch Station (end of the line) and headed into the forest, coming out at the Drover's shed at the side of Loch Laidon. 
Beautiful, cold, and dry till 1.30, as we started heading back. Got well drookit, but worth it. 
The sense of wildness and solitude was startling, and we enjoyed each other's company with very few words. She explored every ditch, burn, river and loch; and why shouldn't she (extra). Yazz is currently comatose in her bed, and I will soon be the same in mine. Zzzzzzz.