Kings & rulers > More leaves from the journal of a life in the Highlands from 1862 to 1882

which the Duke has his deer preserve. The sun had
come out soon after we went on board, and it was
blowing quite fresh as we went'against the wind. At
two o’clock we stopped off Pertnellan for luncheon,
which we had brought with us and took below in the
handsome large cabin, where fifty or sixty people, if
not more, could easily dine. Colonel Ponsonby also
lunched with us. . . . This over, we went to the end of
the lake to Balloch, and here turned. It became very
warm. To the left we passed some very pretty villas
(castles they resembled) and places, amongst others
Cameron (Mr. Smollett’s), Arden (Sir J. Lumsden’s, Lord
Provost of Glasgow), Ross-Dhu (Sir J. Colquhoun’s), the
road to Glen Fruin, the islands of Inch Connachan,
Inch Tavanach, the point of Stob Gobhlach, Luss, a very
prettily situated village, the mountain of Ben Dubh,
and the ferry of Inveruglas, opposite Rowardennan.
Then Tarbet, a small town, where dearest Albert landed
in 1847, and here began the highest and finest moun¬
tains, with splendid passes, richly wooded, and the
highest mountains rising behind. A glen leads across
from Tarbet to Arrochar on Loch Long, and here you
see that most singularly shaped hill called the Cobbler,
and a little further on the splendid Alps of Arrochar.
All this and the way in which the hills run into the
lake reminded me so much of the Nasen on the Lake
of Lucerne.
The head of the lake with the very fine glen (Glen
Falloch), along which you can drive to Oban, is magni¬
ficent. We (Louise and I) sketched as best we could,
but it is most difficult to do so when the steamer keeps
moving on; and we were afterwards much vexed we
had not asked them to go more slowly, as we had to
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