Day 14
10th September

During the night we were visited by a small animal that shuffled round outside and woke us up from time to time. Denise's watch had broken somehow so that by the time we reached the ferry it was about ten minutes to ten. The ferry was running, thankfully, and we boarded for the trip across to Mallaig which seemed nothing like the half an hour it was due to take.
Out of Mallaig there were quite a few hills and somehow we already felt tired. The morning and early afternoon journey was not really very inspiring save for glimpses over to Skye, Eigg and Rhum and it wasn't until we topped the pass between Loch Eilt and Loch Eil that we saw the days' reward - Ben Nevis away in the distance with snow on top. Quite magnificent! This magnificent prospect was destroyed however when we reached the foot of Ben Nevis for there were factories, lorries, dirt and noise - quite the worst scene we had yet encountered. The camp site, luckily, was in Glen Nevis which still remains unspoilt but the view of Ben Nevis from there is nothing compared to the original view we had. We caught the last rays of the sun turning the mountain tops pink before settling down for the night.