After Janet did a long day yesterday to create space for a day off under today’s expected rain, the rain didn’t come in the expected amounts. It’s not that the forecast was wrong exactly – it was just our lack of local knowledge about how much of it would be sucked out by the mountains before it got here.
We had our day off, wandering around Drumnadrochit, feeling the little sprinkles of rain falling from a partly blue sky, watching skeins of low cloud blow along Loch Ness, and being displeased with the humidity.
A quiet day.
Also, on the way back from looking at the route for a couple of days ahead, we saw a sign for Bona Church. As one who can remember Round the Horne and Beyond our Ken, I got wondering what a sermon in Polari might be like.