We drove on, past beautiful Lochs (and a view over the Irish sea of Northern Ireland) to Fort Williams, where we were spoilt by lovely scenery, a successful fishing trip, and yet another delicious pub meal at the end of a nice walk.

A man “from the North” (of England) walked past us while Jonathon was fishing and said what sounded like, “y’ goh’ orr’d?” and we thought he was speaking another language. Turns out he was asking (in English) if we’d caught anything. He was a very good sport repeating himself a few times until we figured it out 🙂