I slept well. Unfortunately big sis didn’t, because she could hear the bats in the roof! I don’t mind bats, but understand that they freak lots of people out. I didn’t dare let on that according to Glenvarloch’s visitor’s book, the bats sometimes come out in to the house at night, and fly around!

With the sun shining, after breakfast Rich and I put our shorts on for a walk directly from the house up Beinn an t-Sidhein, which translates as ‘Faery Mountain’. After long drives, we try to have at least one or two car free days, for our minds as much as our bodies – neither of us like sitting down for long. The steep pull up quickly removed the cobwebs, and provided amazing views of Glenvarloch, Strathyre, and the nearest loch – Loch Lubnaig. It got a wee bit windy at the top, so much so that for his safety, Rich didn’t climb up to the peak itself, and as we started to descend, so did the rain. Fortunately the air temperature was still warm, so the rain provided some cooling refreshment as we retraced our steps back to the house for lunch.

After allowing time for lunch to settle, we drove a short distance to Loch Voil, in search of a wild swimming spot. Sure enough we found a small beach opposite space for two cars to park. The water was much warmer than expected and we ended up removing our diving gloves and socks. We kept the wetsuits on but it would definitely have been comfortable just in swimming cossies. The only trouble with wetsuits is that as they’re such a faff to get on and off, you don’t want to waste time taking them off once they’re on! We swam around for half an hour, enjoying the peace and quiet, before getting changed on the beach and making our way back to the village.

Loch Voil