I had one of those weird nightmares last night – the one where you think that there’s an old lady sitting over you and staring into your face. Fortunately my waking up and freaking out whilst waving my head torch frantically around the room, didn’t wake Rich or mum and dad-in-law up.

After breakast, Rich, mum-in-law and I drove for 45 minutes into Glen Cova and parked at the Glen Doll Ranger base. There were a few cars and minibuses parked up, but we had the track through the Glen Doll forest and into Corrie Fee to ourselves. We allowed ourselves to be overtaken by a group of schoolchildren and their guides whilst climbing up and out, so that Rich didn’t have to worry about rushing ahead and falling over, but this meant that we could enjoy the magnificent views of the amphitheatre that much longer.  Rich has to work harder than most to stay upright, thanks to having lost his cochlears to NF2 tumours, but did amazingly well and thoroughly enjoyed the challenge.

At the top of Fee Burn, with the weather having closed in and knowing that it would be just as tough for Rich going down, we decided against climbing up to Mayar and Driesh, and retraced our steps slowly, stopping for a late lunch at the bottom of the corrie. The corrie is a valley carved out by a glacier many moons ago, and the path follows one of the moraines – piles of rock ground up by the movement of the glacier. It’s a wonderful sight to see if you’re in the area, and the path to the bottom of the amphitheatre isn’t taxing.