Hiding from Bertha.

13C, light wind, majour storm building.
Found the last bed & breakfast in Ullapool. Scary are the warnings about this remnant of hurricane Berthe. My lit is all wet and quite smelly so I can get the laundry done in the morning.
This place feels like an outpost, there are a lot of tourists though.
The landlord here has warned me about the midges, they will be out in force on the marshy lead-in to Sulvain.
I can’t really visualise the approach, but here there is a feeling of big open sky. Not like Glen Coe where the surrounding mountains loom ominously, almost threatening.

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