Stick!

The last day of our long weekend was spent wandering the shores of frozen Loch Morlich, throwing sticks for the dogs as we went along. We also travelled up the funicular with the skiers, had a brief foray into the white cold at the top, then dashed back into the shelter of the funicular until it was time to venture down again. The slopes were very busy with skiers, which is great for the Scottish skiing industry.

Before heading back to Inverness, we had the most amazing meal at Ord Bàn - the best mushrooms I've ever tasted!

Evening came all too soon and, after a brief panic about the location of tickets, Fred and I headed back to London on the night train.