A lovely evening wild camping last night before the midges came out.
A tough walk today up a hill, across a boggy plateau and down a pathless hill before walking up another hill (albeit on a track).
Hard on the legs but very easy on the eyes.
We set up camp by a waterfall which was lovely until we realised the nearby path was a motorway for walkers coming out to enjoy the coming weekend.
One guy out with his presumed girlfriend was laden. I’ve never seen somebody carrying so much. Sleeping bags hanging off each side and other equipment dangling. The girlfriend wasn’t carrying a single thing. No small rucksack. Nothing. Quite confused and perplexed on why the girlfriend wasn’t pulling her weight, and why the boyfriend agreed to carry it all. Janet seems to think the boyfriend is doing anything to get his girl out camping… She’s probably right. Perhaps her skipping up the hill is disguising an injury.
meganlejog 
Names of the places are so romantic
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