Bruar Falls

Wandered down alongside the River Tummel to take a few pictures.

As I walked back to the A9 I noticed a car that had been parked for hours watching me, when I approached the driver and got out with his dog, I thought that strange.

My first lift of the day was from a man going into Pitlochry, he was suffering from Lupus disease, and had a sweet dog that pushed its wee head into my lap. He gave me some coins and tobacco before dropping me at a war memorial in Pitlochry. Walking along the street I came across a dodgy Italian man, he had a carnelian ring up his finger, and more or less waved me over to talk to him. I purchased some food in the local supermarket, then made my way out westwards out of town. The next lift was from an amateur photographer, he was going to Killiecrankie but took me to Bruar falls. After visiting the ladies wear department, and the clan museum I walked up the hill to the Falls.

I walked along the A9 and stopped a Jazz musician driving to Inverness. He took me to the Newtonmore "turn-off", I was then picked up by a dubious farmer as I was about to walk to a cafe, he dropped me at the Highland Folk Museum.

After the visit to the Highland Folk Museum, I visited Clan MacPherson museum briefly, then hitched a lift to Aviemore. First lift was from a dog walker, she took me to Kingussie, then another lift from a from a man taking his poorly wee dog to the vets, dropped me in Aviemore. Panic attack triggered I was so depersonalised in and about this town, connectionless I stood for hours wondering where to go, until I decided to hitch-hike out via a lay-by on the A9.