The rain soon passed, never having become more than light drizzle despite the heavy cloud above. The wind dropped too, but by now I was nearly back at my starting point. I paused for a while to make some images at the tail of the loch, reluctant to bring such a magical day to an end.
Slanting light enlivened the foliage along the banks. giving me a warm send-off as I drifted slowly by, trying to balance the ease of access to the estate track against the length of portage. Eventually I ended up exiting the loch where I had entered, with a short but awkward climb to the track and a portage of a few hundred metres uphill to the car.
It had been a day that will live long in the memory, a store of serenity to see me through to my next fix.
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