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

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wait again for the “Rob Roy” steamer at Stronach-
lachar. From the head of Loch Lomond (where is the
Hotel of Inverarnan) we turned; we were shown a hole
in the rock, on the es,st side, which they called Rob
Roy’s Cave, and landed at Inversnaid. The people
(quite a small crowd) threw bunches of heather as we
passed. Heather is everywhere the decoration, and
there is indeed no lovelier, prettier ornament. It was
in such full bloom. The mountains here are peculiarly
fine from the sharp serrated outline and wonderful
clothing of grass and trees. It was a very bright warm
evening, and the drive back, which we had to take
slowly, not to arrive too soon, was extremely pretty.
At Stronachlachar, both on embarking and disembark¬
ing, there were a few people collected. On board we
had again our tea, and Mr. Blair, the very obliging
gentlemanlike host of the Trossachs Inn (and possessor
of the Loch Katrine steamer), who was in attendance
each time, gave us some clotted cream.
It was a splendid sail over this most lovely loch,
and delightful drive back by the Trossachs. We got
into the boat again where we left it this morning, and
rowed across; but this time it was most unpleasant, for
it blew and was very rough, and the little boat rolled
and danced. The second smaller one with the two
others shipped water. Rode back and got up to the
house by half-past seven. This was the only contra
temps to our most successful, enjoyable day. How
dearest Albert would have enjoyed it!
Dinner just as before, Jane reading the newspapers
This day year we went to the Briinig Pass.