High above the campsite, the top of the Grey Mareís Tail, another full waterfall was visible and would have made a good excursion if time permitted. Rain had continued through the night so we made use of the sheltered cooking area in the morning, frying up sweet fruit pancakes for breakfast which went down a treat. Knowing we had an easier day ahead, covering the same distance as yesterday over much better paths meant we didnít rush to set off into the worsening rain. Our tent and most of the other equipment was still wet and now our sleeping bags were getting damp through use in the wet conditions. We set off well rested, well fed and well weighed down for another rainy day. A day which would see us pass the half way point and arrive at the Tyndrum campsite where we left the car. The car was stocked with clean dry clothes, biscuits, a jar of coffee and other goodies we didnít want to carry; this acted as a magnet drawing us on. Much of the path went through trees and had one or two steep sections which we breezed up without much effort, now we were beginning to feel the benefit of the earlier daysí exercise. Fiery colours lit the trees up announcing autumnís presence after a long dry summer.
Shortly before Crainlarich the West Highland Way, the A82 road and the Glasgow to Fort William train line all converge. Here the Way ducks under the railway the "sheep creep." Sheep are short enough to pass freely, children can double up and get through, adults with fully laden packs have more difficulty, especially as the roof deviously lowers towards the end.
By now the path had improved and even the weather improved for a while, easing to a light shower then a dry spell, long enough to cook lunch and enjoy the views near Crianlarich. Unfortunately our raincoats were on and off due to the wet weather itís much more comfortable to walk in just T-shirts even during the light showers.
The rain became progressively heavier and by five PM was pouring again. Once again, the path we were on turned into a stream flowing over rocks and tree roots; perhaps it usually is a stream that on rare occasions dries out to reveal a path. Our stream ran in parallel with the river, flowing through woods rapidly darkening as evening approached until rising up hill to Tyndrum. The WHW runs past Tyndrumís "By The Way" campsite where we left the car a few days earlier and shortly after six oíclock we arrived there. This was another site with wigwams and sheltered campers kitchen to cook in. We made use of both, starting by dumping our soaking wet gear in the kitchen and walking in to Tyndrum for a bar meal which was thoroughly enjoyed. A Tourist Information centre showed a weather forecast for the coming days. Tomorrow was forecast to be showery after which the weather would get worse.
Rain continued to fall heavily so we decided to book the basic shelter of a wigwam for the night. Dirty wet clothes were swapped for clean dry ones from the car and later all the wet gear was left in an excellent drying room which had developed its own special odour of four day old socks by morning.