wully
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Since it was dry for a change I went out for a wee run this afternoon. Didn't have any idea where I was going when I left and decided to see where the road and mood would take me.
I found I was heading south so the idea formed that I should take another look at a forestry track that had a locked gate across it last time I was there- this time the gate was gone
The track starts off as it continues in a nice, easy forestry commission type compacted gravel surface that you'd easy get a car along- indeed I became aware of this track after seeing a VW camper van parked up at the picnic tables when sailing past a few years ago...
Pretty much like this most of the way.
After a couple of miles gently climbing through the tree the track leads along towards Arndoe Point and the first of the stunning views - this one over Crinan Where the Hebidean Princess was at anchor patiently waiting for her load of coffin dodgers..
It's pretty up here..
Trundling along a bit more you'll come to the picnic tables that are well chained down- I hope so that they don't blow away in the winter gales and not so that some pikey scum don't thieve them...
(not that we have them in Argyll...)
Now, if the discerning Tosser were to take a wee detour past here on their camping trip to the west coast, this would make a spectacular wild camping spot of an evening, not that I would recommend such a thing as it's probably against some regulation or other...if you were to arrive in the evening- say after a nice meal at the Tayvallich in and were off again in the morning?
Just a thought.
Anyway, on down the track.
And I come across this, WTF
So, I gets off and takes a look- why would any one go to all the trouble to built this?
You've just got to go take a look, haven't you? Someone has gone to a lot of trouble and effort.
And for what?
A nice slab of rock?
I walked around it and all I could see were some crappy 'Cup and ring' marks. Now I know I know feck all about them but there are much more interesting 'Cup and ring' marked stones littering Argyll- way more impressive than these..
Nice walkway though..
A mile or so farther along there is this strange old building beside the track with well cut grass all around so someone is taking care of it- I expect to see some kind of information board telling me what it is/was but there is nothing.
Anyone got any idea what it was used for? I asked about it in Tayvallich but no one knew..
Strange gable ends.
And what looks like archers slits on the walls.
The track drops downhill for another few miles with glimpses through the brush to the Sound of Jura and I know I'm getting close to Carsaig but then I run onto this shit...
The recent heavy rain has washed away all the nice.easy surface of the road and I really don't fancy my chances of getting up here, given my crap off road ability..also- I haven't a clue where the track comes out, I know I'm close but must have missed the turning somewhere
I decide to wuss out and head back the way I've come, re join the road and head round to Carsaig on the tar to find the other end of the track
Back in Carsaig I ask a couple of locals out for a stroll and get the info
Guess I'll just need to go back and do it again- properly this time...
I found I was heading south so the idea formed that I should take another look at a forestry track that had a locked gate across it last time I was there- this time the gate was gone
The track starts off as it continues in a nice, easy forestry commission type compacted gravel surface that you'd easy get a car along- indeed I became aware of this track after seeing a VW camper van parked up at the picnic tables when sailing past a few years ago...
Pretty much like this most of the way.
After a couple of miles gently climbing through the tree the track leads along towards Arndoe Point and the first of the stunning views - this one over Crinan Where the Hebidean Princess was at anchor patiently waiting for her load of coffin dodgers..
It's pretty up here..
Trundling along a bit more you'll come to the picnic tables that are well chained down- I hope so that they don't blow away in the winter gales and not so that some pikey scum don't thieve them...
(not that we have them in Argyll...)
Now, if the discerning Tosser were to take a wee detour past here on their camping trip to the west coast, this would make a spectacular wild camping spot of an evening, not that I would recommend such a thing as it's probably against some regulation or other...if you were to arrive in the evening- say after a nice meal at the Tayvallich in and were off again in the morning?
Just a thought.
Anyway, on down the track.
And I come across this, WTF
So, I gets off and takes a look- why would any one go to all the trouble to built this?
You've just got to go take a look, haven't you? Someone has gone to a lot of trouble and effort.
And for what?
A nice slab of rock?
I walked around it and all I could see were some crappy 'Cup and ring' marks. Now I know I know feck all about them but there are much more interesting 'Cup and ring' marked stones littering Argyll- way more impressive than these..
Nice walkway though..
A mile or so farther along there is this strange old building beside the track with well cut grass all around so someone is taking care of it- I expect to see some kind of information board telling me what it is/was but there is nothing.
Anyone got any idea what it was used for? I asked about it in Tayvallich but no one knew..
Strange gable ends.
And what looks like archers slits on the walls.
The track drops downhill for another few miles with glimpses through the brush to the Sound of Jura and I know I'm getting close to Carsaig but then I run onto this shit...
The recent heavy rain has washed away all the nice.easy surface of the road and I really don't fancy my chances of getting up here, given my crap off road ability..also- I haven't a clue where the track comes out, I know I'm close but must have missed the turning somewhere
I decide to wuss out and head back the way I've come, re join the road and head round to Carsaig on the tar to find the other end of the track
Back in Carsaig I ask a couple of locals out for a stroll and get the info
Guess I'll just need to go back and do it again- properly this time...
