.........kerry and elanor at the 13th note ("say 'shite'!")

.........tony arrives in glasgow, and we pick up graham and rebecca

.........then we all head out to the whangie

.........kerry and tony, with loch lomond in the distance

.........graham and rebeca blend in

.........whangie rocks

.........happy whangie walkers

.........on top of the whangie

.........tony and kerry laugh at another awesome whangie joke

.........out on loch craignish in argyll, where we've rented two cottages with a posse of friends

.........intimate dinner for twelve

.........susie and boggon

.........louise, neil, haroon and kim

.........kim, susie, tim and tracyanne

.........new year's eve

.........at 11:45 we crash someone's party at the local pub

.........a quick hogmanay dance

.........then back to the cottage to dance in the new year

.........as soon as the new year's hangover passes, we tackle the cobbler

.........evidenly a popular choice

.........tony takes the escalator

.........we pause to admire the view from the top ("wow, you can see for inches and inches up here!")

.........we've got plenty of company

.........the summit is actually at the top of those slippery-looking rocks behind us (well, maybe next time)

.........the descent

........back on the craignish peninsula, another old cemetery

.........dead book lover

.........what's left of a 13th-century church

.........feeling craignish

.........a little fyne dyning (thanks tony) at the start of our long drive back to london