Loch Ossian

Loch Ossian October 2008

It was my 17th Westies weekend at Loch Ossian and I wasn’t disappointed. The rain poured down, the wind howled (or was that Charlie), the stags were rutting (was that Charlie too?), the hills were alive, the curry was great, and the banter was as irreverent as ever. There were only two women (Ellie and me) and Chris, so John B and Drew joined us in the women’s dormitory. They also brought several tractors with them, with engine trouble, or so it sounded. There was a guest appearance by Brian Bonnyman (welcome back, it was great to see you). But after he lost his Jenga crown (mastaaaa…) to Manny, it may be another decade before we see him again. John H baked a loaf of bread (yes, a loaf of bread!) on the Saturday, after he had whipped up a pot of soup. We will be chipping in for his fare from NZ next year, in order to do the catering. I hate to say it, but the food was some of the best this year – definitely inversely proportional to the number of wimmin. Most of us managed round the loch on the Sunday, in appalling weather, though tired legs and a force 10 gale meant a few LO virgins didn’t make the hour and all I can say is that 17 years have been very cruel to my time.

Thanks to Steffen for brilliant organisation and all that shopping.