Whatever that means
From the hut to the youth hostel at Alltbeithe (Britain’s most remote youth hostel apparently) is about 6 kilometres although with the up and down rough track and the blazing sunshine it seemed longer. Hadn’t really prepared for sunshine. In fact the little bit of drizzle at breakfast had everyone in waterproofs. So we trudged along anticipating the cup of tea that everyone says is to be had at the hostel. When it’s open. Which it wasn’t. Nevertheless, lunch outside and a sit in the sun while we waited for Ewan’s trousers, socks and wellies to dry out. If there’s a knee-deep bog to be found, he’ll find it.