Wednesday 24 October 2007--There's a lovely pink sunrise this morning, and contrary to the standard folk
wisdom, it presages a fine sunny day. We spend five hours of it on the ferry for Oban. It seems petty, after several
gloomy days, to complain about the haze that limits long-distance visibility. I will say that Oban, on approach, has
never looked better, in this afternoon light.
We shop for supplies for tomorrow's planned hike, and then make the hour's drive to the Clachaig Inn in
Glen Coe. Ron and I note at the front desk that Campbells are still nominally unwelcome, and we remain mum about our
respective lineages.
There's a beer festival on at the Clachaig this week, and we are spoiled for choice in the Boots Bar. We are also
advised of a free whisky tasting tomorrow night, and sign up for that. There's a band in the house this evening, and they
open with a rousing version of Ye Jacobites By Name, driven by dual bodhrans. They follow with an Irish song I don't
recognize--Bobby sings along--and then the Eagles' Peaceful Easy Feeling, which drives me off to bed. Bobby arrives
a short time later, done in by Mustang Sally.
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