The rail journey along the West Highland Line was a great success; the weather on the outward journey was near perfect, the trains ran on time and the scenery, except around Glasgow, was spectacular.  There was a major flaw though, as a photographic expedition it was less than ideal.  Taking pictures from a moving object is never to be recommended, add to this the grubby glass, the reflections from interior lights, the lack of opening windows and the opportunities to record the journey were few and far between.  In the end I resorted to Instagram and its various filters in an attempt to disguise the less than perfect results.  By the time we reached Arisaig the light was failing fast as the short day closed.  The Old Library maintained its usual high standards; anyone eating or staying will almost certainly be treated to Robert’s very fine Ziggy Stardust impressions on CD, in aid of his daughter, two year old Dawn.

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The trip was all about the train journeys so after one night we returned by the same route only by the morning the highland weather had slipped into a more traditional costume.