We came along the road yesterday, to stay four days at a b and b called Garramore, which is a 19th century hunting lodge set in five acres of wild woodlands, right near the white sands of Morar. The b and b are run by a mother and daughter, nice people, the mother seems quite ill, a bit of a struggle for them I think. A beautiful and interesting old house, our room has lovely views across the grassed area and the woods beyond. It's a bit Fawlty Towers like however, in terms of service etc.
We sat on a white sandy beach in a little bay nearby last night and watched the sun go down at 9.30 pm. You can see out to Skye and Rasaay Island, and they look magical and mysterious in the evening, shrouded in mist yet the sky was clear. We sat and drank a bottle of wine and ate chocolate and it was a very peaceful and enjoyable evening. Today we are in the fishing port of Mallaig just up the road and it is a very beautiful and interesting little town - still to find out more about it.
This is Harry Potter country, we are going on the steam train tomorrow!
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