It's not until you are lying awake in your tent, early in the morning that you hear just how noisy most of the rest of one's life is. Lying in my tent this morning on the shore of Loch Lomond, I could hear nothing. Nothing but silence. No cars, no aeroplanes, no bustle. The first thing I did hear was an Oyster Catcher as it flew up and down the shore.
We've taken a few days off to holiday in Scotland. We drove the six hours up from home, passing through Glasgow and up to a camp site on the eastern side of the Loch. Today, we're heading up to Glencoe and Fort William where we spend the night, before heading down the coast to take a ferry to the Isle of Mull for a week.
On Mull, we plan to walk, whale watch and take a few other trips. I think there might be a distillery or two on the island too.
Will Hawkins lives in Lincolnshire with his family and is now a magazine editor and occasional adventure cyclist.
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