Despite my best intentions, it was 9am before I set off. It took me an hour to reach my planned camp for the previous night and I was pleased to find it was horrible!
I had a room booked for tonight and I wanted to take full advantage of it. At 3:24pm I was standing by the Scottish Rights of Way Society sign to Glencoe via Lairig Gortain and I calculated that it would be about 8pm before I arrived at the hotel if I went that way, so I followed the minor road along Glen Etive. The Lairig looked great, but after soup, chili and two pints of Real Ale I think I made the right decision.