Friday night we left Killin and headed down the Lochay, a Hydro river but flows into Loch Tay. Only 14mins to paddle down to the Wild camping spot, although there were very heavy showers on the drive up, we were dry all night till 10.20pm.

Ducks, Geese and some Oyster Catchers had just flown overhead. Some of the team had never been this immersed in raw nature before.

The team tried to spot a dead lamb that was floating past, YUCK !

This section of the Lochay is a lovely scenic stretch, mature trees and sandy banks. Ocassionally Sand Martins fly out.

Team photo antics…………

We did not need the big group shelter – the big orange bag – but if the forecasted heavy rains came, we were ready. We had to use canoes to guy out the tents, knowhere for pegs, just sand. We had a dozen poly bags to fill with sand as dead weight pegs, but the canoes were better.

Breakfast a social experience.

This return section is aesthetic with the mountains as a backdrop.

Caitlin learnt to ‘cast a rod’ for the first time.