The hill of gold.

So, on Monday both the ferries and the weather played in our favour and we pottered over to Jura. We had a lovely day in breezy sunshine.

Unfortunately I forgot my camera, so this was taken with my phone. Not the best. Ah well.

For those that are interested in such things. The path from the road to the lochan is a true bog trot and there is no way to avoid it. However, once you get to the lochan ignore the book, cross by the stepping stones and take the high, dry, straight stable path in to the saddle. Honestly, you'll save yourselve an hour of struggling through wet knee high tussocky bog.