Today I got to go for a hike with some friends from our homegroup. Hayley wasn’t able to come, because she had her orientation for her new intership, which she is super excited about. We drove up to Pitlochry, a really quaint town in the center of the country, known as “the Gateway to the Highlands”. It’s also where we took Phil and Maureen to tour Blair Atholl distilery when they were here. We were only planning on going for a short scenic walk, but after some misinformation from a worker at an information center we ended up making our way up the side of a heathered mountain. Once we noticed how majestic the views were becoming, we knew we couldn’t turn back till we reached the top. As we made our way up, we passed a couple of tiny lochs till we came to the foot of Ben Vrackie. From there we climbed up a trail made of stone steps, passing sheep and Brits confused by my wearing of shorts in November.
The view from the top was stunning. We could see Pitlochary below tucked againt the bens, Blair Castle poking up through bare cedars, and the River Tummel meandering through Glen Lyon, described by Sir Walter Scott as the “longest, loneliest and loveliest glen in Scotland” As we were returning to our car, bringing our surprising five and a half mile hike to a close, my friend Kirsty declared that today might have been her best day in Scotland yet. It’s hard to argue.
It was a little windy at the top.