I've been toying with 'Natalie Notch'. It would have to be the full unabbreviated Natalie, and certainly not 'Nat'. Nat Notch just sounds plain wrong. We'll see how we get along with Natalie then. I'm already growing quite fond of her even though we've spent just six nights together - four on the Challenge so far and a couple on the Imber Range Perimeter Path back in September of last year.
Here's today's walk - a nice stroll taking in some more of Glen Banchor then dropping down into Newtonmore to visit whoever's running the hostel for a cup of tea and then the final amble along the cycleway to The Cross at Kingussie for plutocratic pampering.
|DAY 6: THE BLACK DASHED LINE. CLICK TO ENLARGE|
I'd noticed some really heavy duty fencing on my way down Glen Banchor yesterday afternoon and this morning I took a closer look.
|CLICK TO ENLARGE TO SEE THE FENCING|
|THE EXPLANATION: CLICK TO ENLARGE|
|THE EXTENT OF THE UGLY FENCES: CLICK TO ENLARGE|
Walking though the deserted Glenballoch farmstead I'm absolutely sure I can recall when this was inhabited. I say absolutely but it was twenty years or so ago, and it was in a sorry state then. I wonder if any of the congregation can help me here? Was that the case?
|DECAYING BARN, GLENBALLOCH: CLICK TO ENLARGE|
|GLENBALLOCH FARMSTEAD: CLICK TO ENLARGE|
|THIS BOARD STATES IT'S NECESSARY BECAUSE OF CLIMATE CHANGE: CLICK TO ENLARGE|
|LOOKING BACK UP GLEN BANCHOR FROM THE CAR PARK BENCH|
* If washed correctly, it smells of something gorgeous, but for the life of you, you can't remember what.
|A HAPPY COINCIDENCE? A BARBER ON THE CORNER OF CURLEYS LANE|
|LINDSAY, LAUGHING AT MY SPINDLY LEGS|
|FROM LORD AND LADY ELPUS|
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|A VERY DECENT BOTTLE OF FLEURIE|
I had the cheese but somehow missed taking a snap. Was it the last glass of port? I don't recall climbing the stairs back to my room but I was a very happy bunny indeed. I woke up next morning still dressed, but amazingly without a hangover. There really is a God.