Oh no there is snow in the Coe

Snowcapped peaks
In the morning we woke up to snow! The tops of the hills across the loch were covered about 2/3rds of the way down and the air was cold and damp. As we did not have rain gear or even an umbrella with us we decided that climbing Ben Nevis was probably not such a great idea. Our second plan of indoor ice climbing was also not panning out as the facility was not open. Besides we were tired. Instead we checked in with the hotel and found that we could continue our stay for another night. We had really enjoyed our time so far at Holly Tree. The hotel was actually the old Kentallen railroad station on the Oban-Fort Williams line. It was shuttered during the 60’s when it was determined that the service was no longer financially viable. The hotel still features many elements of the old station, including the ticket office, porters lounge and waiting platform.
Loch Leven from Kinlochleven
We spent most of the day relaxing, looking at the view from our balcony and even taking a mid afternoon nap. When we were felling fully recharged we decided to go and cruise around the area. We drove along a scenic bypass road that ran parallel to Glencoe. We stopped in a small village called Kinlochleven and picked up some groceries and snacks. Along the route we stopped to walk around a few of the smaller inlets of loch Leven. As it was still raining throughout the afternoon, we returned to the hotel and had a delicious meal and some drinks overlooking the loch. Mid-way through the meal a rainbow appeared about 20 feet off the loch surface. In the evening we read and spent time planning our route home. All in all it was a very refreshing day.

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