The West Highland Way – Part 5

The West Highland Way – Stage 7: Kingshouse to Kinlochleven – 9 miles/14km

Day 7 and today was the day to tackle the dreaded ‘Devil’s Staircase’. We set off with aplomb as we hiked along the glen. From Kingshouse we followed the old military road along the valley floor as far as Altnafeadh, which gave great views of the famous ‘weeping glen’ and site of the Glencoe Massacre of 1692.

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The West Highland Way – Part 4

The West Highland Way – Stage 6: Bridge of Orchy to Kingshouse – 12.2 miles/19.6km

Day 6 and it was a beautiful morning as we stirred ready to leave the wooden cabin that we had been staying in by the riverside in the grounds of the Bridge of Orchy hotel. We had a perfect view of the bridge and the river which ran out of Loch Tulla from our cabin bed. I was eager for today’s stretch as we would be heading up past the lovely Loch Tulla and onto the wild and desolate Rannoch Moor.

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The West Highland Way – Part 3

The West Highland Way – Stage 5: Tyndrum to Bridge of Orchy – 7 miles/11.3km

Day 5 would be a great day of easy short walking! The scenery was beautiful and now we were able to get into our stride by using the fast-going military roads on this part of the route to our advantage. We would follow the valley to Bridge of Orchy, a small village for our overnight stop. As we walked up the valley we passed under the slopes of Beinn Odhar with the distinctive and shapely cone of Beinn Dòrain directly ahead of us.

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The West Highland Way – Part 2

The West Highland Way – Stage 3: Rowardennan to Inverarnan – 14.5 miles/23.4km

Day 3 started with a taxi ride back seven miles up the road to Rowardennan. Physiologically it felt good to be quickly transported back up the line. We needed the boost because another gruelling 14 mile day lay ahead of us.

We had to make it to Inverarnan by nightfall and the famous Drovers Inn. We would still be hugging the shores of Loch Lomond for the majority of the day but by the end of it we would have made it to the start of the real Highlands.

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