Goodbye Highlands

We're on the standard slow train to Glasgow and the views are no less spectacular. This is the stop at Corrour which seems to make excellent hill walking country, although perhaps not varied enough for Katarina. It would probably be fine for a day or two.

The track cuts through a mixture of mountains and highland plateau. Our current altitude is 438m. The area looks completely unspoilt by human dwellings and even the very occasional train station seems to come out of nowhere and be surrounded by little more than a car park. Perhaps, like the Morlock, these people live below ground and come up in their Range Rovers to feast on deliveries from Morrisons.

The weather seems to be improving as we head south so fingers crossed. Katarina has lost a filling and is living on soft food at the moment so we are trying to locate a dentist. However everywhere we've tried so far before we left Fort William and around Ravenglass are full or closed; emergencies, it would appear, must be prebooked.

Haven't had phone reception for an hour and may not get it till we approach Glasgow so not sure when this post will be sent.