We all thought this was so beautiful that we were astonished to learn that its name translates as "Loch of Desolation"... although it must be rather bleak in winter. What's more, it just goes on and on, with those golden beaches ringing it all the way round.
I didn't play with the colours here at all - the weather really was that gorgeous.
We reached Fort William at about noon, and after some baked potatoes (evidently the Highlands' premier vegetarian option) we set out to find the B&B. This involved a certain amount of mapreading, which led us up a very steep hill, and then down it again when the road turned out to be longer and more curved than was at first evident. A nice friendly fluffy cat was encountered in the car park.
We had a pleasant wander around the town and a good night's sleep, and set out next morning for the main event...