Leaving the wooded tail of the loch behind me, I soon came to Affric Lodge, situated by a shallow narrowing. The loch is bridged here, but the bridge itself is private.
Every time I have passed here, a pair of white horses come down to the water on the south bank to see who is going by. Today was no exception, but I chose to leave the Glen Affric unicorns out of shot, and try a different interpretation of the view up the loch. A slight current helped smooth out any ripples from my paddle as I positioned the boat for the shoot, before heading further westward into the upper loch.
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