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<\/a>\nThankfully Bob had parked at the first lay-by after the bridge. A change of clothes, a toasted sandwich and hot chocolate and I was good to go again.
\nI walked down the steps to North Kessock, the village at the slip way across the Moray Firth. Ferries do not run since the bridge was built, and the old ticket office is currently being transformed into a local heritage project. There was a warm welcome there and I had a look round. Outside there’s a new garden with lovely coastal views.
\nI walked on towards Munlochy, stopping first at the now closed Black Isle Wild Life Park. Hannah and I had visited this attraction 16 years ago when Bob was walking LEJOG. Nevertheless we had our sandwich there for old times sake.
\nThere were plenty of slugs on the prowl and also fungi under the fine lines of beech trees that lined the road.<\/p>\n
From Psalm 100 I don’t choose to put my trust in stuff that rots and decays like musty washing left out too long on a line. I trust the Living One, who attends me constantly; beside me, within me.<\/p>\n God grant a quiet night and a peaceful end.<\/b><\/p>\n JAL 27.07.2019 Day 101 of the End to End led onto the Black Isle. It was grey and overcast when we left Drumnadrochit, which had been our base since the beginning of the week. Rain was promised. I started walking at the Coastguard HQ in heavy drizzle. By the time I made it onto the Kessock bridge … Continue reading “A bridge too wet!”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-783","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/783","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=783"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/783\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":784,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/783\/revisions\/784"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=783"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=783"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foowr.org.uk\/lejogblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=783"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}<\/a>
\nAt Munlochy there was a small weather station by the old mill which suggests they take meteorological conditions seriously in these parts.
\nOn the way to our new accommodation, the Ryefield Farm Bunk House, we stopped at the Munlochy Cloutie Well. I have seen examples of this old Celtic Tradition before but this was probably the most extensive. Originally based around a small spring, there are numerous objects hanging from the trees there for some distance. It is also obviously the focus of frequent visits.<\/p>\n
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\nKnow that the God is Creator! God made us and we belong to God as sheep belong to the Shepherd.<\/i><\/p>\n
\nDay 101 of the End to End, Inverness to Munlochy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"