The wee backpacking tent next to (or rather in) the Barrisdale River. After Lochan nam Breac and through Gleann Cósaidh, we ended up here. We were lucky it was dry, for else... The gleann swarmed with dragon-flies, supersonic butterflies and clouds of may-flies. A cheeky fox spied on us here. Went late to sleep for the sun was on the tent.
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