loch tay

I was off, I was happy to be off, and decided to  explore the other side of loch Tay, as I had noticed that the road leading to the Crannog took one along the shores that I had until now not visited..
It was a lovely day, and with my flask filled up, my throw-away barbeque pan in the back, and a sheet to keep the damp away if I wanted to have a midday sleep in the forest, I set off, first to Killin where I bought all kinds of gall enticing goodies, and some salad stuff.
Of course I had to stop at the picnic spot where my ducks lived to see how they were doing, as I was quite worried about the girly, not knowing what happened after the two males had their fight to see who won her as a prize. One of the males had disappeared, and I could not make out whether the one now at her side was her original lover, or the challenger, but she looked happy enough with her man, so I had my cuppa and fed them some crumbs before I went on my way again.The backroad along the shores of Loch Tay was absolutely beautiful, with huge trees talking excitedly to each other as the fresh wind blew their branches hither and thither. Here and there I caught glimpses of loch Tay that was twinkling and winking as the sunlight caught the ripples blown up by the quite strong breeze. I was in seventh heaven, well, almost! The only thing disrupting the quiet beauty of the place was of course the local people, who were so used to the place that they did not anymore saw the beauty, and drove like bally maniacs, with disregard for other road users, and got extremely upset when they had to dawdle behind me until I could pull off at a passing place!
I came upon an old homestead that perched on the verge of a flat spot high above the loch, with a small boat lying forlornly in the driveway, that was absolutely stunning, with loch Tay in the background.I decided to have my lunch there, and to explore the old houses. It just broke my heart when I find such lovely old dwellings that in my opinion are discarded much too easily, and it boggled my mind when I saw the modern horrors being built to replace them.
I decided to have my lunch there, looking out on loch Tay, and found myself a spot where the breeze did not bother me too much. I had minted lamb chops grilled on my barby pan, and fresh crusty rolls, with a crispy salad, and chocolate mousse for pudding. Pure heaven!
Then I spread out my sheet to have a nice little sleep, and was just loosing conciousness when a rough voice demanded to know what the f....k I was doing on his property! Must say, if a circus boss had seen my jump, from lying flat on my back to standing about three metres away from my resting place, I would have been offered a job immediately, but I was shaking like a bally blamange, and tried to explain to the very cross looking guy that I was only having a picnic!
Once he got rid of most of the evil tostesterone that made him think that he was top of the alphas, he calmed down a bit, and even softened up a bit, telling me that as I was there now, I could stay for a while! Phew!