Somewhere, down there is the way to go. Canoeing down the River Spey. About six and a half miles of river, two hikers, who didn't see me, three fishermen, one with a non fishing companion, were the only people I saw.
Highlights were watching Ospreys fishing, and drifting within twenty feet of a beautiful Red Throated Diver, who wasn't sure of me, but choose not to fly or dive away. A lovely way to spend an afternoon.
Plus as an added bonus, the last mile has four sets of " interesting " rapids.
