The next day I took the road to glen Lyon, where I wanted to spend the day just walking Ben Lawers, the big mountain flanking the river in which I had my own personal pool, named, Christina's pool! It is one of the most beautiful spots I have had the honor to visit, and it felt really like it was just mine. Of course, as you had to scramble down the boggy mountainside to get to the river, nobody ever came there, and it remained a wild and serene spot, where sometimes you catch a glance of a Roe deer grazing on the slopes of the mountain, and sometimes a sheep would bring you back from a deep reverie, or a lovely sleep on the soft grass, with the sun baking down on you! Oh I just loved this place.
Here I had also built a cairn for my sister Lida, when she suddenly died. I painted a little message on a stone that I put inside the cairn, telling her that if she maybe is an angel, and fly over this spot, she must rest awhile, and enjoy the beauty of this place I so loved!

While sitting there in the bright sunlight, I thought of the night that Lizzy gave into my pleas to come and camp with me for one night! As luck would have it, we were inundated with midges, and after eating our dinner, me with my pyjama top over my face, and Lizzy wrapped up in her towel, we had to make a bee-line for my small tent. It wasn't long before the bally midges found a way in, and the four of us, Lizzy, me, and the two dogs scratched so much, that the tent collapsed on us! Then we decided to go up the mountain to where the car was parked. As I said before, the terrain is BOGGY, and by the time we made it to the car, surrounded by millions of hungry midges, we were covered in mud from falling into the bog holes! But the midges could not get in, and it was awesome to see them swarming around the car. Lizzy smoked one after the other cigarette, and I thought about the flask of lovely hot coffee far down below on the river bank!
So I went down to get it! Terrifying! And wet, and muddy, but the mud confused the midges a bit, and I made it down and back, Lizzy shining the car lights for me to see, but as it shone across the valley, no great help!
Next morning Lizzie wanted cigarettes! Badly! And I wanted coffee! Badly! So we drove to the small cafe in the glen, thinking that we would be the only customers! NOT!! As Lizzie had on a pair of shiny kind of Chinese pyjamas, covered in dried mud, it fell on me to get out. Self did NOT look good either, with a pair of pink shorts, and my mud smeared pyjama top! The guy thought we had an accident, and I had to explain viciously that no, the midges got us!!! The people having coffee outside stared in awe as I again appeared, with a packet of ciggies, and a flask with hot water!!
Lovely memories, and after I had my last barbeque of the season, I was ver, very sad o0n driving back, not knowing whether I would be back the next year! I had two days to go before leaving, and decided to take the Trossachs trail the next day!