In a few places on West Ardnamurchan, a very old story is remembered. Beinn na h-Urchrach, the ridge that runs from right to left in this picture, with Ben Hiant rising behind it, is the ridge of the cast or throw, a name which commemorates the killing of a 13th century Norwegian chief by one of his vassals who threw an axe at him. Evan Cleireach had good reason for the murder: the chief was visiting the area to exercise his ‘rights’ on Evan’s wife.
I like this little glen because, hidden in the shadow just to the right of centre in the picture is what we think is the remains of a small building which housed a whisky still. The distilling of illicit liquor was at its height in the late 18th and early 19th centuries.