Our first day in our holiday house in Inveruel began with a rainbow over the loch (second photo in previous post) before setting off with backpacks containing a fine picnic into the wilds of western Scotland. Five go on an adventure….
Puck’s Glen felt like the route to Rivendell in Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings. And it had the same name as a well-known character from Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream. So the magical features of both those works of fantasty fiction infiltrated my mind as we crossed wooden bridges, climbed moss-covered stones, gaped at picturesque waterfalls and ascended to a high ridge overlooking a panoramic view of this section of the Argyll Forest Park. At times you had to pinch yourself that you were in Scotland and not in a tropical rain forest with the proliferation of wild (and sometimes giant) ferns and with the rivulets and cascades appearing on every bend, bouncing off ledges, tumbling round corners. Douglas firs towered above us along the way, so emerging on the high ridge at the top of this dramatic gorge, Puck’s Glen, felt like quite an achievement to start our week in Scotland.
