DAY 1
We woke up at 5:00 A.M, on Friday, June 5, to leave for the West Highland Way. With our backpacks on our backs, our hiking boots on our feet, and the luggage on our laps (we couldn't fit everything in the trunk) we left in our rental car and headed for the train station. After riding on a train and switching trains, we finally arrived at the entrance to the WHW. Even though we hadn't started the 10 day-95 mile trek through the highlands, we were already a bit weary from the traveling. We handed our luggage to the luggage transferers (AMS baggage) who transfer our luggage to our various accommodations along the WHW. Our first day was rated easy--we only had to walk 12 miles. Little did we know how hard this day would actually be.

Us at the official start of the
WHW. A Scottish man took our picture.

In this map you can really see how long the West Highland Way is! It starts at
Milngavie (near Glasgow) and ends in Fort William.

We left
Milngavie and immediately the path led us into a small forest along a river, where we saw a strange orange stuff--clay I guess??
After a few miles we were led into a vast and amazing wilderness. It was a great surprise to us, since we were just in a forest. Beautiful mountains surrounded us while we hiked. Beautiful mountains surrounded us while...while we went commando. Contrary to our belief, there are no port-a-johns on the WHW.

A lone tree on the horizon.
Hungry and weary, we at last reached our designated lunch spot, Glengoyne distillery. Munching our lunch in a sheep's pen outside the distillery (we were too hungry to care) we satisfied our stomachs. After eating, we paid a visit to the distillery.

A tube-thingy in the distillery. We decided it looked like something out of Willy
Wonka and the Chocolate factory.
After 4 more miles of hiking, we reached a sign that said, "Drymen-2 miles". Drymen was the place where we were staying. It was somewhere around 5:30, and we were overjoyed.
But the sign was the most deceiving sign EVER! Two miles felt like it was tripled. But when we finally reached our Bed and Breakfast, called the Hawthorns, we were so happy and so tired at the same time, the two almost balanced each other out. We ate at the Clacken Inn, which claims to be the oldest pub in Scotland, then we effortlessly fell asleep in the Hawthorns.
DAY 2
Day 2 was -to our great relief- only 7 miles. The map said we would travel through forests and then hike up Conic Hill. But what it failed to mention was the midges. Some might compare midges to mosquitoes, but they are actually quite different. First of all, midges are tiny. Really tiny. A lot tinyer than mosquitoes. Second of all, they travel in packs/herds. They only live 4 hours. But one thing mosquito's and midges have in common........is the evil desire of sucking your blood. Yes, and they have perfected that skill very well. But the midge has one weakness. No, its not insect repellent. No, its not nets (although these two things do help). Its just walking. Midges are two slow to keep up with you. Thats they're weak point. Today we met the midge. And the midge met us.
The first part of our walk was in conifer plantations, the midge's favorite feeding ground.

This is Scotland's version of the slug--one of the medium sized ones.
On our trip we had decided to memorize 1 Corinthians 13, trying to memorize a verse a day. This is the day that we started it. Wide forest paths are perfect for memorizing verses. It's wide enough to hear everyone, and the midges keep you moving.

After exiting the forest, we started the steep climb up Conic Hill (the name should really be Conic Mountain, this is no hill people!). And we were rewarded with the great views of Loch Lomond (loch means lake) below.


These cool looking flowers were a sign that we were almost to our B&B. When we reached our
accommodations, Bay Cottage Bed & Breakfast, we were not nearly as tired as yesterday, and this place even had---a hot tub!!