Ally and I had planned to walk three Fannichs this day (the day after the western Fannichs and Grey Corries) but woke up to rain hammering down on the van roof and gubbed legs. We both felt shattered after the previous few days’ efforts so then decided on an easier walk of Ben / Little Wyvis, which then turned into going to explore the Black Isle. The most I had seen of the Black Isle was probably Dingwall, which I am not sure if technically is even part of the Black Isle. But despite growing up in Forres and seeing Cromarty across the Firth, we had never been.
Out n about in Scotland 