Woke up to sun blasting the walls of the tent. Time to move on! Waving goodbye to Airsaig, I headed south to visit The Seven Men of Moidart (not to climb them, but just to admire as I tackle their smaller brothers). The road stretched along a few mirror-like still lakes, with movement only from nesting herons.

Day 10: Airsaig - Kilchoan

Distance 61 miles / Elevation 1420 meters

Loch Nan Uamh

Loch Ailort

Sound of Airsaig (Eigg and Rum on the horizon)

Shield Beetle from Glenuig (the name of the bug is courtesy of of Sophie Ochojna, thank you!)

Factoid time: Pentatoma Rufipes (Red-legged Shieldbug).. yeah - I’m all nature.

World War 1 monument at the summit of Bealach Carach has been been funded through an initiative of a local army veteran. The opening ceremony was scheduled only a week before I was here.

(https://www.pressandjournal.co.uk/fp/news/highlands/6987/new-war-memorial-for-lochaber/)

Loch Moidart Pier is thought to have been built in the early 1880's to bring in dressed stone for the construction of Kinlochmoidart House in 1884. Fact.

Loch Sunart

Maclean’s Nose, behind which hides Kilochan Bay, from where I am planning to get a ferry across to Isle of Mull (Peeking out at top left of the photo).

There are simply not enough highland coos in this world.

Dead-end stretch of the road to Sanna. (Rum and Eigg still featured in the background)


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I’ve got a good friend Alan Buchan to thank for this spot. It is as fantastic as you described Al!

So instead of camping at Sanna as planned, I returned to Kilochan. From there I would get the ferry to Mull the following morning. So I pitched my tent a mile away from the pier. My neighbours were an elderly French-Jewish couple with a massive six year old Labrador in the caravan next to me. They were very keen to feed me, but I had to decline as had my own arrangements for a meal in my nylon castle.

My great-forward-planning skills have struck again. Sanna Bay was off limits for camping : ( Ever so slightly exhausted I collapsed on the beach, had a caramel wafer and a quick power nap.

The great plan was to get to Strontian for lunch.. only that's not where I needed to be! Glad I checked the map at Salen, as I had to take the opposite turn west. Close call.. So I pedalled into Ardnamurchan, - pretty sure I saw a couple of eagles there too. Stopped off in Nadura Natural History Centre (right) for some fuel and headed over last big hill, past Kilchoan to the end of the road in Sanna.