It’s Day 3 of walking the West Highland Way and I still can’t believe how vibrant the colours are. I’ve walked in Scotland twice before but I stayed up high where I was enveloped in fog or fighting through blowing rain and tromping through lingering snow, rather than basking in the soft light of the glens far below.
Yesterday it rained just enough to remind me that, yes, you are in Scotland. I can hardly believe how mild it’s been. If the forecast is right, that incredible weather will last for the entire walk. How many more shades of green will I discover?
Eating Snow Around the World 