Me, Myself and Catherine

By cspeakman

Applecross

A rest day, enforced by torrential rain. All burns in spate, crashing waterfalls everywhere. No fun to be up a hill. The last snow clinging against the soaring temperatures - but most of it now joining the water cascading inexorably downwards. But it was dry in the Applecross Inn, and the welcome warm, so it was no hardship really!

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