One of Gail's favourite walks, starting directly from our cottage, is the path leading to a wee peninsula jutting out into Loch Torridon.
On the Ordnance Survey map this is given as Rubha na h-Àirde Glaise, which I'm told is Gaelic* for the green-grey promontary. (I must say a lot of these place names sound rather less exotic when rendered into everyday standard English.)
The footpath is described by humans as 'tricky'.
Not so, of course, if you are an agile fox terrier!
Remains of buildings and animal enclosures are scattered about the peninsula. Apparently there once was an inn where folk from settlements around the loch, arriving by boat, gathered to exchange news. I wonder if they brought their dogs too?
On Saturday we had the place to ourselves.
I guess I am lucky to have an owner with such excellent taste in walks. (I'm hoping I get a treat for writing that.)
And perhaps, if I claim that the November weather in NW Scotland is always as favourable as pictured above, then our tourism bosses would also present me with a special award.
I can at least honestly claim there are no midgies around at this time of year.
*Gail says: Gaelic has all but died out as a means of communication in the Torridon area, as it has in most of Scotland, but the language lives on in names for places and features of the landscape, as lovingly recorded on this website: Loch Torridon Placenames
