Yesterday I had an hour to spare on a trip to Mallaig in the north west Highlands, so I took a short run to the end of the road and beyond. The road had a couple of wee short hills almost immediately, so I resorted to walking as I'd not properly warmed up. Then I was onto a track which lead across the moorland above the sea. This has numerous frozen puddles that I had to dance around or jump across so I couldn't get into a good rhythm. But none of this mattered, as I had wonderful views north to the 'rough bounds' of Knoydart and north west to the Isle of Skye.
When I reached the end of the track I continued on a narrow sheep path that lead to three ruined cottages on the hillside above the bay. From here I watched small fishing boats heading for the harbour at Mallaig, way down below me.
I returned by the same route, and was soon back in the busy, wee fishing town.
Another picture of the route: flickr.com/photos/swan-scot...