As always, it was the views of Camas nan Geall, that beautiful, ancient, and mysterious bay, which told us that we were home. One of the changes we noticed was that the bracken had died, staining the hillsides rust brown.
Another change which had an almost immediate impact - or lack of it - was that much of the road that swings north around Ben Hiant, from Loch Mudle to Caim, has been tarmacked. When we left, the road was pockmarked with potholes which had been filled in by our local road men. The drop from the newly-laid tarmac onto the soft verges is considerable in places, quite enough to leave a small car stranded.
Another change which had an almost immediate impact - or lack of it - was that much of the road that swings north around Ben Hiant, from Loch Mudle to Caim, has been tarmacked. When we left, the road was pockmarked with potholes which had been filled in by our local road men. The drop from the newly-laid tarmac onto the soft verges is considerable in places, quite enough to leave a small car stranded.
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