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Clachtoll Beach Campsite, Northwest highlands of Scotland – our last few days Thursday 18th – Saturday 20th April

After a brief respite on Wednesday when we finally got out in the kayak, the wet and windy weather returned. Despite buying some waterproofing spray for the tent earlier in the week, we are still getting leaks in some of the areas we had already sprayed. The rain has been pretty heavy and it came through the horizontal seams on the windward side of the tent, whereas just a little bit of spray came in on the other side.

We always take one microfibre towel camping just for general use, and we saturated it trying to mop up. The campsite loaned us some more towels, and thankfully the weather was due to dry up Friday and Saturday. Before our next trip we will have to get some decent waterproofing spray to sort the tent out.

So Thursday has been a quiet day, apart from the mopping up, just some reading and relaxing, then over to Achmelvich to pick up some fish & chips for dinner.

Friday was much better as the weather forecast had promised. Phew! It was still fairly windy and the sea state was quite choppy, but the sun was shining and despite the cold wind, it was lovely. We decided it was too choppy to do our “usual” kayak from Clachtoll to Achmelvich, so we headed back to kayak again with the seals and picnic on the same beautiful island beach that we were at on Wednesday.

The seals let us get closer this time before they dived into the water. I think maybe they were getting used to us and realised we weren’t a threat? We got some good close-up photos, and again, lots of them swam around us once they were in the water.

We had our picnic on the same beach and spent some time just enjoying the scenery and the sun on our faces.

The kayaking was a bit more challenging, even although it was mainly sheltered, there was a fairly strong current (in places) to contend with.

Our campsite dinner was pizza take away night from the Jammery in nearby Culkien. Very good! And the leftovers did us for lunch on our way home on Saturday.

The weather may not have favoured us as much as it had on previous visits, but we have still had a lovely time and got out most days. This part of Scotland, and this campsite too, are particularly special. Anyone coming up next week should be in for a treat as the forecast for the week is much calmer, sunnier, way less rain and slightly warmer temperatures. Everything got packed away dry in the end, which is always a big bonus!

Wish we were staying longer, but unfortunately work beckons on Monday…

Clachtoll Beach Campsite, Northwest highlands of Scotland – hiking, remote kayaking, and some wild weather! Saturday 13th – Wednesday 17th April

So we have been staying (for the 4th year running!) at Clachtoll Beach Campsite, stunningly located in the Northwest highlands of Scotland.

We’ve said before that it’s very unusual for us to visit the same place more than once, but this little piece of paradise continues to be an exception. It keeps calling us back year after year.

We have been up this way during various visits in February, May, August, September, November and now April, and staying at this wonderful campsite for a week or more at the end Aug / beg Sept (twice), May and on this trip, April.

For the weather the end of Aug into the beginning of Sept has worked out best for us so far. April has been “challenging”.

Arriving around 5pm on Saturday the 13th (at least it wasn’t Friday the 13th!) we almost ended up in the divorce court whilst putting up our tent in wind gusts of well over 30mph (and trust us, it felt like much more than 30mph!)

I usually get the easy job with the Bell tent of putting in the centre pole and holding it in place while Paul loosely pegs out the base of the tent and a couple of guy-lines. Then I fit the tent carpet, put up the A-poles at the door and Paul finishes it off and re-pegs everything more securely.

In this wind, that didn’t quite work out! This time we had brought a carpet that fits the whole of the tent, rather than just a smaller carpet for the front half. Trying to slide this carpet under the centre pole just wasn’t happening, and ended up with the centre pole collapsing due to the wind gusts. Then the rain came on, we left the tent on the ground and sheltered in the car until the rain had passed.

In the end, with a somewhat wet tent both outside and inside, we got the darn thing up, with the carpet folded in half and placed only in the front half of the tent (we gave up on trying to get it under the centre pole).

Once the tent was securely set up (with a bit of help from the people pitched next to us) we got sorted out, started to relax, and heated up our curries for dinner that we had brought from our local Indian takeaway.

We waited until the wind had settled just a little bit before setting up our wood burning stove in the tent. Once that was done, we were toasty! We had brought an electric blanket for the airbed (thankfully) as we had booked a pitch with electric hook up, so with the stove and electric blanket we were cosy. And it was just as well. The temperatures haven’t gone into double figures yet and now it’s Wednesday (so 5 days on). It has been a particularly cold April this year.

This time we have been pretty unlucky with the weather. Not only has it been very windy (and cold), but it has also been fairly wet, although we did have some very sunny (though cold) weather the next morning.

Our tent now set up, with Split Rock in the distance

On Sunday we had a fairly relaxing day with just a couple of short walks from the campsite to the “broch” at Stour and to the “split rock” at Clachtoll. It was sunny, but still very windy.

Clachtoll broch

We had booked an early dinner at Peets in Lochinver, and once back we just chilled for the rest of the evening and then had an early night. My pizza from Peets was big enough that I had leftovers for lunch the next day! We got to use our new stove oven to try it out and heat up the leftover pizza.

Our new stove oven!

Monday was a day of mixed weather. It was still way to windy for kayaking, so we walked to Achmelvich beach (where we would normally paddle to). It was quite nice to see everything from a difficult perspective. We attempted to walk the coastal route, but got ourselves in a right pickle. Scottish paths are often little more than sheep tracks, and I’m still not sure quite where we went wrong, but we lost the path altogether. After backtracking, we used the much better and more well-used path, and although it was slightly more inland, it was easy to follow.

Despite the on/off showers, Achmelvich was as beautiful as ever when we arrived.

Achmelvich beach

On Tuesday the weather was still very windy and unsettled, so we chose a walk we had done before. We parked up in Lochinver and did the loop walk along the River Inver and across the moorland, eventually coming out on the rough road that leads to / from the route up the mountain called Suilven (a BIG walk, which we have never done – from certain angles it looks like the Sugar Loaf Mountain in Brazil). This is a lovely walk to do in Spring, with the beautiful yellow gorse adding some wonderful colour to the already stunning scenery.

The river Inver
Over the moors back to Lochinver

After our walk we stopped at the An Cala Cafe (& Bunkhouse) for lunch, then bought a couple of pies from the now famous Lochinver Larder, to bring back and reheat for dinner. Yum!

Today (Wednesday) we finally got a relatively calm day, and hoped to kayak. We walked to the beach to check the sea state, but the waves were still crashing as it hadn’t calmed down from the previous days of wild weather.

We spoke to Denise at the campsite (by the way, have I mentioned yet her amazing home baking? – I digress, but have to give this a mention! She bakes most days and sells some lovely scones, cakes, cheesecake etc in the campsite shop for a very reasonable price). Anyway, we were talking to her about hoping to kayak, but being worried about the sea state, and she told us of a perfect place which, although in the sea, was sheltered by lots of islands.

This place was on the Drumbeg Loop, about 20 mins drive from the campsite. So we headed there and set out in the kayak. We passed so many seals bathing on the rocks. Easily 50-100 of them. As we kayaked past, most of them slipped into the water and swam around us. Several followed us for a while as we headed on the a sandy beach on a nearby island for our picnic.

Seals on the rocks
Secluded beach for our picnic lunch
Paradise in the middle of nowhere!

We felt like we were in the middle of nowhere. A paradise. We saw no other kayakers, or indeed people, until we got back and there was one lady in doing some cold water swimming (rather her than us!)

It was a fantastic day! We finished up with a meal in the hotel/pub in Lochinver.

Tomorrow’s weather forecast is pretty awful, so no plans as yet. We shall see when we wake up. High winds, heavy rain… At least we got to go out kayaking today, and to somewhere new that we hadn’t kayaked before, so we are happy about that. We shall see what tomorrow brings…

Easter weekend touring the whisky distilleries and having fun on Islay

Having already been over to Islay a couple of years ago (read about it on our webpage here), Paul’s friend Sean had been asking about going, so we arranged a long weekend trip over Easter.

By this time, Sean had decided he was giving up drinking, however the bets were on that it wouldn’t last during our trip, and sure enough he caved on Day 1! (He’s back “on the wagon” again now).

Four of us (Paul, myself, Sean and his girlfriend Helen) went over on the ferry, all bundled into our car complete with camping gear including our big bell tent! It was a squeeze, but I’m impressed that we managed without too much discomfort.

The ferry time was changed since we had booked it, and they had moved us to a later one, which would have meant pitching the tents in the dark. However, it wasn’t much trouble to get swopped on to an earlier ferry, which not only allowed us to pitch in daylight, but also to take in a couple of distilleries on the way.

It was a smooth journey on the ferry from Kennacraig on the mainland to Port Askaig on Islay, and once we drove off the ferry we headed to Ardnahoe and Bunnahabhain. The latter is in the most stunning setting, overlooking the water to the “Paps” of Jura.

The drive down to Bunnahabhain
Bunnahabhain distillery

I was driving as despite being Scottish I really don’t like whisky! However, I had checked out in advance all the opening times and worked out a plan that would let us take them all in. I still really enjoyed visiting them, especially as they are in lovely locations. And of course, I was able to ask for some “driver samples” which gave Paul a nice wee collection to bring home. Having been to all the distilleries before, we knew that all offered free tastings (some more generous than others), and this was still the case now, 2 years later. Generally the free tastings are in the visitors centre / shop, and sometimes in the bar.

We also just managed to squeeze in a visit to the Bruichladdich distillery before it closed for the day, which not only does whisky, but also the Botanist gin. The gin driver samples were drunk by myself and Helen later, along with some tonic. Helen did also get to try some gin samples at the distillery, but they were served straight (no mixer) so they were actually nicer when sampled later with some tonic. On both visits to Islay, we found Bruichladdich to be the most generous for free tastings – they have a shelf full of their whiskies and any you want to try on that shelf are free to taste.

By about 5pm, we arrived at our campsite (again we stayed at Port Mor Campsite, a great well run campsite with nice places to eat both at the campsite itself and in Port Charlotte, a 10 minute walk away). Having pitched overlooking the sea on our previous visit, this time we knew better (having seen the winds that were forecast) so we pitched further back near the playground (which, given that it was Easter weekend, was surprisingly quiet, as was the campsite).

We got settled in and enjoyed an Indian takeaway that we reheated for our dinner, plus of course some beer and wine (and a couple of drams for the boys) before settling in for an early night.

Saturday started with some rolls and sausages before heading out to see some of the island and tour some more of the distilleries. After a grey start to the morning, the weather picked up beautifully and stayed lovely pretty much all weekend (a dry tent when put up, and again later when packed away, so we got very lucky!)

We started in Bowmore, a quick walk through the village and up to the round church, followed by a visit to the distillery. The bar wasn’t open as it was still before 11am, but we were all given drivers samples (on asking). All the distilleries we asked in gave free drivers samples (except Kilchoman which had a token charge) but you did have to ask. They were all quite happy to oblige though, so definitely do ask!

Next we headed to Kilnaughton Bay / Carraig Fhada Lighthouse (next to Port Ellen – follow the road signposted to the Oa) and from there to the Singing Sands, a short walk from the lighthouse. It was a beautiful day and the water looked very inviting, in fact a couple of girls were in swimming, though it must have been freezing!

Our next stops were Ardbeg, Lagavulin and Laphroig. I had checked in advance and was gutted to hear that the food van selling the amazing haddock chowder at Arbeg wasn’t yet open. Instead we bought some lunch from the Co-op in Port Ellen. Still having plenty of time, we then headed back towards the campsite, but turned off to visit Kilchoman on the way. Helen and I headed off to nearby Machir Bay for a walk, while the boys tried the 2 free tastings followed by some more paid ones.

Machir Bay

There was a short shower as we drove back, which produced this lovely rainbow…

In the evening we all went out to the Lochindaal Seafood Kitchen for dinner. The meal was lovely, although this time I’d say (between all of us) that our meals at the Port Charlotte Hotel had the edge (we thought the opposite the last time, as both are very good, it really depends what you have from the menu). For Paul, he loved langoustines, so we had arranged in advance for him to have this as his main course, along with salad and chips. Seafood needs to be ordered in advance, and is normally served as a mixed seafood platter, but we asked for langoustines only and they were happy to oblige.

On Sunday not surprisingly the boys were rather hungover, so we didn’t visit any distilleries. Instead we headed up to Killinallan on Loch Gruinart. This is part of a nature reserve. We parked up and trudged through peat bog to the long sandy dune-lined beach, where we took a long walk to blow away the cobwebs. I reckon we must have walked a couple of miles and we still didn’t reach the end of the beach.

The beach at Killinallan

In the afternoon we then drove down to Portnahaven, a cute little village with a small beach. It was warm by now as the wind had dropped a bit, and very sunny. We had lovely homemade cake and cold drinks at a wee “cake cupboard” at Burnside Lodge in Port Wemyss, the next village a short walk away.

Portnahaven

For dinner, as mentioned earlier, we went to the Port Charlotte Hotel. I had their “posh fish & chips” (same as I had the last visit) and it was lovely. It’s a beautiful hotel with a lovely dining room (same menu / prices in the bar and dining room).

Port Charlotte hotel dining

The rest of the evening was spent relaxing in our tent with a few drinks, and no rush to get up early on the Monday as our ferry home was in the afternoon (about 3pm).

After getting the tents down and everything packed away (which was quite challenging as the wind had picked up), we just took a short walk to the lighthouse at Port Charlotte, then drove to the Caol Isla distillery, our final one and the one nearest to the ferry port (only a mile away) for the last lot of tastings. We had dinner on the ferry on our way back, which was surprisingly good, and finally made it home quite late in the evening.

We’d had an excellent weekend, and had been so lucky with the weather, especially coming home with a dry tent, always a huge bonus!

For whisky lovers, Islay is a must visit, but even if you’re not a whisky fan, it’s still a lovely island to spend a couple of days or so.

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New videos available on our Youtube channel

Check out our Youtube channel to watch our videos, we have just added 4 new ones recently. Watch our trips to various locations and islands in Scotland, including a trip to Knoydart, the most remote part of the British mainland, accessible only on foot or by boat.

We also had a brilliant trip over to Jersey & Guernsey – a long haul as we drove from Glasgow and took the car with camping gear, kayak & our new folding bikes over on the ferry from Poole.

There’s a nice little video of our camping trips of 2023, one of which we were treated to a show of the Northern Lights!

Here is a link to our Driftwood / Knoydart video, with links from there to all the others.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBwMyeapUjA

If you have any questions, please just ask.

Happy travels!

Yvonne & Paul

Autumn camp on Inchconnachan with the Northern Lights!

Following on from our previous blog, Autumn Adventures, we made it to Inchconnachan for an overnight camp on Saturday 25th November (so still officially autumn – just!)

This time we hadn’t had a chance to drop off some logs for a fire before the camping trip, so we took the dinghy as it allows for us to bring more gear. In addition to the usual, including our extra sleeping bags and warm clothes, we brought the firepit, a big bag of logs, folding chairs and table, plus a tarp.

We also had fisherman style cheap “waders” that we’d picked up from Lidl a couple of years ago. They are far too big for us and the feet just flop about, but they are a Godsend that keep us warm and dry, so we can get there without getting our feet & legs cold and wet.

Aldochlay layby near Luss was our choice for parking overnight and launching from the small beach there. It is the closest launch point to the islands, though even at this time of year we were lucky to get a parking space as there is only room for about 6 cars, less if there’s any vans or motorhomes (which there was).

After disturbing the fishermen (who were very good about the intrusion), we finally got the dinghy in the water, loaded up with our gear, and the electric outboard and battery fitted on.

Loaded up and ready to go!

The trip over was stunning, the water was calm and the sun was out, the mountains clear of any cloud cover. Just beautiful.

Heading to Inchconnachan with Ben Lomond in the background

We planned this time to camp quite close to where the old house used to be (before it was burned down by vandals), as it is sheltered there (in a stretch called “The Narrows”) and close to the hill we walk up to try to find the wallabies. There is also good flat space to pitch the tent and still plenty of room to put up the tarp with our chairs, the small table and the firepit.

All pitched up

It was cold by the time we had got set up, so we put the fire on soon after and had an early dinner of leftover curries and nan bread reheated on a grill over the fire.

Around 6.30pm or thereabouts, once it was dark, we got a red alert for the aurora. Something we had always hoped for whilst camping on the islands, but never yet been lucky enough to get. We took a torch and weaved our way through the narrow and rather overgrown “path” to the north beach of the island.

Not long after arriving, we got lucky! Paul set up a time lapse on his phone and I took some photos. It was magnificent to see the green and the rays reflected in the calm loch, with the mountains in the distance. It was visible by eye too; not as vibrant as what is picked up on the I-phone, it never is, but you could see some colour and rays, partly pale green and partly in monochrome. We were really lucky as there was a gap in the clouds, it didn’t last long, perhaps 30 minutes before the clouds covered it. On the upside, there had been a big moon, but it was covered by cloud, allowing us a better view of these northern lights.

The aurora (northern lights) reflected on the loch

After the excitement of seeing the aurora, we picked our way back to our camp and managed to stay up until about 10pm as the fire (and our down jackets) kept us warm. We even had a few logs left to put another small fire on at breakfast.

Enjoying the warmth from the fire

We had a good nights sleep, although we definitely needed the two sleeping bags, our hot water bottles and the warm clothes that we slept in (including down bodywarmers)!

In the morning, we had hoped that we might see some wallabies come down to the loch for a drink (other people have seen this before, though it seems to be rare), but it wasn’t to be. So we put the kettle on for a cuppa and got our sausages cooking for our breakfast sandwich.

Time for our morning cuppa!

Afterwards, we headed up the hill in search of the wallabies. On the few occasions we have seen them, it’s always been on the hill, so we have an idea where to look. We were unlucky this time, even though we covered a fair bit of ground that we hadn’t covered before. We are left wondering if they hibernate during the colder months, though it won’t stop us looking again the next time we’re on the island (hopefully sooner rather than later).

Finally, it was time to pack up. Our tent was quite wet even though there had been no rain, just a lot of mist and dew. The sleeping bags felt damp too, although this could have just been mistaken for being cold, it’s always hard to tell. We’ve only just finished drying everything out, with the help of our underfloor heating.

As we were having breakfast, and again as we were packing up, the swans came right up to us, obviously looking for food (they must be used to being fed by people). One of them was pecking away at our (now empty) cool bag!

Swan attack!

The water was calm again for our trip back, although very misty, so it was nice that we had such a clear day heading out.

We have left the dinghy inflated in the back garden with the car cover over it to (hopefully) protect it from the frosts. With luck, we hope to get out again over the Christmas holidays for another overnighter, so watch this space…

Autumn adventures

We always like to include a trip to Perthshire during autumn to see the glorious foliage. This year’s autumn holiday included “glamping” at Loch Tay, “leaf-peeping” as our friends in the US like to call it, spa relaxation, kayaking, wallaby spotting and an island camp.

First was a trip to Loch Tay Highland Lodges to stay 2 nights in one of their “glamping domes”. Like camping but with a real bed, a wood burning stove and no need to put up or take down a tent. Our own Bell tent has a wood burning stove and they are great for giving out lots of heat and keeping the tent toasty, so we knew we would be nice and warm in the dome too.

As well as a real bed, there were two bean bag loungers and a low table next to the “window”. Great for just chilling out with a drink and enjoying the view.

Although a bit of a walk away, the shower & toilet block was good and there was also a great campers lounge & kitchen where you could cook and eat dinner and/or just chill out. We used this on both nights for dinner before retiring to our dome.

On our only full day there the weather was rather dreicht, however this did not spoil our enjoyment of our foliage drive. We headed along to Kenmore first, then on to Aberfeldy to Dewars Aberfeldy Distillery where Paul picked up a bottle of 14-year old Aberfeldy whisky. Next was Pitlochry to see the Black Spout Falls, Loch Faskally (where we had a lovely lunch in the lochside cafe), Loch Dunmore and Killiecrankie Gorge. We came back via Loch Tummel to make it a circular trip, arriving back at the dome shortly before dark.

Black Spout Falls
Loch Dunmore
Killiecrankie Gorge

The next day, when we were due to check out, was glorious sunshine, so we headed on a circular drive through the Ben Lawers Nature Reserve, up past the dam to Bridge of Balgie, and on to the Glen Lyon drive (another of our favourite drives to do in the autumn). At the end of the drive you turn towards Fearnan and come back onto the main road along the loch. We would have tagged this on to the previous day’s drive, however it would have been a LOT to try to cram in, and we thought the through-road was closed (we found out later that it had re-opened). It all worked out well anyway as our next booking was for four nights at the Carrick on Loch Lomond and check-in was not until 4pm, so we had time to kill.

Glen Lyon drive

After our drive, we headed south again to the Carrick. We had booked one of the two bedroom Mansionhouse apartments overlooking the golf course and the loch. This also includes daily use of the Spa, including your arrival and departure days, so we had booked the Spa “Thermal Experience” for 2pm, which worked out just right.

It had been a long time since we had stayed at the Carrick. After being taken over, the prices shot up, so it was only when we saw an advertisement for 40% off that we decided to book again. The four nights, with the offer, cost just under £700. It’s actually a pretty good deal considering the quality of the accommodation, the spa usage, and especially that it can accommodate up to four people. We had a ground floor apartment this time, with a huge terrace (which was fantastic for going out on to watch the firework display that was put on while we were staying).

Fireworks from our terrace

Including arrival and departure days, we spent a lovely five days relaxing, enjoying the spa and kayaking on the loch on three of these days.

The spa is lovely, especially the thermal pool and rooftop infinity pool, where we spent most of our time.

The hydrotherapy pool
Rooftop infinity pool

We made a visit to Luss for a short walk around on the Wednesday when it rained (a lot!) and was too wet for kayaking. One of the shops there had a huge box of pumpkins outside with a sign saying to “help yourself” so we took one of the smallest ones to bring home to make soup with.

When kayaking, we paddled over to Inchconnachan on a couple of the days, where we went looking for the elusive wallabies. We had only ever seen them once before, despite making several trips to the island. We went looking in the same area where we had spotted them last year and we got lucky! One of them was just sitting there watching us, and it didn’t move off until we got pretty close. It was so exciting to see them again!

One of the wallabies watching us watching him/her

On our last day, we drove round to Balmaha and paddled over to Inchcailloch. We put a bag of logs in the kayak and hid them in the dead bracken, as we planned to come back again on the Saturday night to camp. Once that was done, we headed up to the summit, just a short walk, for tremendous views over the loch.

View from the summit of Inchcailloch

So we got home on Friday and looked out our camping gear, with the intention of trying to fit it all in the kayak given that we had already dropped off the logs for a campfire. We had only done summer camps so far in the kayak, and this time we needed extra sleeping bags and warmer clothes, so we just hoped we could fit it all in!

After my class on Saturday, we had a quick lunch and then put everything in the car and the kayak on the roof, and off we went back to Balmaha. We have left the car overnight in the car park there previously, so we were quite happy to leave it again. You can pay using the Ringo App, so if you need to top up the parking fee it is easy to do on the mobile phone whilst on the island (although on this occasion the 24 hours parking was enough for us).

Somehow we managed to get everything in (or on top of) the kayak, albeit we had less legroom that usual so the paddles were knocking off our knees if we weren’t careful.

Our kayak loaded up with our camping gear

On arrival Paul retrieved the bag of logs and we set up camp. We were a little disappointed that there was already a boat moored up as we had hoped to get the island to ourselves, however we got chatting to them later and they said they weren’t staying overnight.

Port Bawn on Inchcailloch has an area of grass behind the beach that is classed as a “campsite” during the permit season of March to September (no permit or fee required out with these months). There are composting toilets, picnic tables and a couple of firepits.

Camp set up

We got dinner and the fire going quite early as it was cold. As we were having dinner another boat came in on the jetty. It turned out the people on both boats were friends, and in the end they did stay overnight. One party had kids and they came onto the beach to put on a fire, have drinks, and do a wee firework display for their kids. Later on they headed back to their boats, so we thought we were in for a quiet night, but as it happened the adults partied until late, so it wasn’t quite the camping experience we had hoped for. In fairness, the couple without the kids did say that we were welcome to join them, but we declined in favour of an early night.

Just before we headed off to bed, we saw some fireworks going off on the mainland, across the water, so we went to watch them, and also caught a glimpse of the aurora on the camera between the heavy clouds.

The morning was so calm and still. The loch was like a millpond. We had a relaxing breakfast before packing up a thankfully dry tent and heading back, with the hope that the weather would be kind enough for us to do another island camp soon.

Getting breakfast ready

Watch out for our next blog, coming soon – Inchconnachan camp and the Northern Lights!

Three Lochs Permit “Wild” Camp

Permit Area “L” on Loch Achray

So with the road closures for the cycle events affecting us, I decided to remove the stress and get my Saturday morning class covered, therefore allowing us to get away at the weekend for 2 nights (when usually we can manage Saturday night only).

We went online early in the morning 4 weeks prior (which is the earliest that you can book) only to find that our favourite spot was already taken. There was space at area “L” on Loch Achray and we hadn’t camped there before, so we decided to give it a try.

Having been there just a couple of weeks before for a Saturday night camp at our favourite spot, we decided to scout out what spaces were available at L as we passed on our way out. In area “L” they allow for 9 bookings (so one of the Rangers told us) of which 7 are for tents and 2 are for motorhomes. The prime spot/s are very accessible and right on the lochside with room for two tents, maybe three if it’s dry enough. The other spots were set back in the trees, and spread out a bit more, but all were relatively close to the loch, albeit loch access from some of them was quite marshy / muddy. We figured if we ended up in one of the latter spots that we would take our kayak in from the more accessible place.

This is the most accessible path to the loch with plenty of layby parking

On Friday we were lucky enough for Paul to get away from work early, so we hoped that perhaps we just might get lucky and get that lochside spot. However, it was not meant to be. On arrival there was already a huge tent there and a large group of 2-3 families (10-12 people) spread out next to it with their chairs and tables. They said they were pitching another tent in what we would call the second space, so all that left was space further back under the trees perhaps 30-40 yards from the loch or another spot just a little further round that looked marshy, though when we checked it wasn’t too bad.

As we were keen on being right at the loch, we decided to set up on that spot. However, someone’s dogs came running along and knocked over a tub which had been left there. The lid came off and out spilled what we think was the remains of fish guts and maybe bait (we didn’t want to look too closely as the smell was dreadful). So I guess it was just as well the dogs had knocked that over before we pitched our tent!

Instead we pitched up in what we thought was the better option of two potential spaces further back. We still had a view of the loch, so it turned out to be quite a good spot. However, and this unfortunately is something we have come across at other spots, in the bushes next to and across from where we were pitched was lots of toilet paper, so essentially we were pitched next to some previous camper’s toilet! And the irony is that there are toilets a little over 5 minutes walk away which people can use! We had hoped to see the Rangers while we were there so that we could complain about this, but we never saw them on this visit. It’s an issue the national park needs to seriously address. It’s all very well asking people to “leave no trace” but they don’t do checks and enforce this. I fear the end result will be that either they will stop people from camping, once again the few ruining it for the majority.

Where we ended up pitching, just a little bit back from the loch

So the toilet paper, smelly fish guts and having a large group pitched close by (making it feel more like being on a campsite than “wild” camping) were the downsides. No harm to the large group, they weren’t particularly noisy, and they were as entitled to be there as we were. The booking system doesn’t seem to limit either tent or group sizes.

Now the plus sides, and there are plenty for area “L”. As mentioned before there are toilets just over 5 mins walk away just as the forest road turns away from the loch. Heading in the other direction (about 25-30 mins walk or 10 mins cycle) is Achray Farm, where you can have delicious home made ice cream, and just a little further on through the gate is Brig O Turk, a tiny village with a pub (The Byre Inn) and tearoom, both of which we visited. So our permit camp this time wasn’t really like a “wild camp” experience, although we thoroughly enjoyed having these places to visit, and having proper toilet facilities was a bonus.

Having got set up, we relaxed for a while (deciding to leave our kayaking until the next day) and then we took our new folding bikes out for a test ride to the Byre Inn, which we had already booked for dinner.

The new bikes were great – what a brilliant idea having bikes that folded up and fitted on the back seat of the car! I think we shall make lots of use of them!

Cycling over the little bridge just before reaching the Byre Inn

At the pub, it was warm and dry, so we sat on one of the picnic tables outside. The tables were set around a fire pit and we had a lovely couple of hours enjoying a meal and drinks and chatting to the people at the other tables. Both of us had pizzas made in the wood fired pizza ovens (yum!) We were very impressed with the Byre Inn, however, it is worth noting that their opening times can be a bit random, so it is definitely worth booking ahead if you plan to eat there.

Sat outside at the Byre Inn with our new folding bikes in the background
The pizza ovens at the Byre Inn

After dinner, we enjoyed some wine back at the tent. We had a tarp set up partially over the front of the tent, which allowed us to roll up the front door so that we could enjoy the view to the loch. Paul also set up his wood burning stove, for which we had bought a small fan to circulate the heat. We took plenty of wood with us, so we could have it on for a decent amount of time on both evenings. That said, it wasn’t particularly cold, although we did get a few showers.

Having a drink in our tent with the wood burning stove on outside

We had a cosy and comfortable nights’ sleep and a great excuse for a lie in and late lazy breakfast (of home made protein pancakes, banana and blueberries) as the rain came on – and it was torrential – from around 7am until 11am. In fact, it was so torrential that the families who were camped on the lochside found their tent got flooded! They said their sleeping bags were soaked and they had no choice but to pack up and head home. It was a shame for them and we did feel sorry for them, but it was also nice that we could take our own seats down to the lochside on the Saturday night to enjoy the sunset without feeling as if we were encroaching on anyone else.

The rain seemed as if it was never going to stop, but by around midday it started to dry up. A couple of people went out on their paddleboards even before that, kitted out in their wetsuits and booties, which encouraged us to get kitted up and get out in our kayak. We were lucky that by the time we’d got the kayak off the car roof and got our wetsuits on, the rain had stopped and the sky had started to clear. The rest of the day changed between sun, cloud, and just the odd bit of drizzle.

Out for a paddle
At times the wind dropped so much that the water was flat calm

We had a lovely paddle round the loch and then came back to change and get the bikes to cycle to the pub for a drink, but it was closed, so we stopped and had a drink and ice cream at the farm. They have a great set up there, with picnic tables to sit at and friendly goats! They also sell fresh farm grown veggies.

Back at the tent, we had brought dinner with us – steak and prawns for Paul and a veggie quiche for me, all with a cold pasta. The coolbag had kept both the food and the wine chilled.

There was a bit of a sunset between the clouds, and we took our chairs down to the beach to enjoy it, until the midges got too much for us. Then back to the tent, as the wood burning stove and mossie tablets seemed to keep them away (mostly).

A little bit of a sunset

Overnight into Sunday, and in the morning, there was some more torrential rain (we were lucky that the worst of the rain always came when we were sleeping or in the morning). We reckoned there wouldn’t be much pressure to pack up, partly as most people come at the weekends and partly due to the rain, so we left the tent up to let it dry a bit while we went out for another paddle in the kayak after breakfast.

When it came time to pack up, the wind had dropped to nothing and the midges were out in force biting us, even on the eyelids! We started to pack the tent away whilst swatting at the midges, and then next thing we see is a big herd of goats from the farm headed straight for us! We managed to steer them away from trampling over the tent, which by then was on the ground ready to be rolled up. The goats started eating at the bushes nearby, then they clocked a couple who had stopped to eat their lunch by the loch – they then proceeded to try to share the couples lunch! It was really quite funny.

Paul trying to keep the herd of goats off our tent!

Eventually they left, we got our damp tent packed away, fastened the kayak onto the car roof, and got the bikes unfolded. Leaving the car where it was, we headed over to the pub for lunch. We were too early. The sign said they were opening at 2.20pm, and it was only 1.20pm. So we ended up having some home baking at the tearoom, and then when we were back at the car, we took out the samosas that we had brought for lunch anyway and ate them on the beach.

By the time we headed home all the cycle races had been and gone and the roads were all open. It had been a great weekend, and we were glad that the road closures had given us an excuse to get away.

If you enjoyed reading this blog, please use the Like and Share buttons below. You may also be interested in out other blogs and pages about our wild camps in the Loch Lomond & Trossachs National Park. The blogs can be found by typing “three lochs”, “achray forest” or “loch lomond” into the search fields. Or check out our web page Achary Forest wild camp (Achray Forest is the name of the forest on the Three Lochs Drive).

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