Day 6–12.3 miles hiked (Rowardennan to Glencoe)
The day was supposed to bring some of the best scenery on the most remote section of the trail, but unfortunately it was hard to appreciate its beauty because of the weather. You really haven’t experienced rain until it comes down horizontally….or at least the wind blows hard enough to make it feel that way. No matter though, even with reduced visibility, the views we could see peeking through the cloud cover periodically were simply magical.
There’s only so much you can do to lift everyone’s spirits, including your own, in a driving rain, but the “At Least It’s Not…” game always does the trick for my own attitude. We learned it from our friends Mel and Jeanne, who we met and hosted as they were hiking the Appalachian Trail. It works like this: When you’re feeling low on the trail, start reminding yourself of the things that aren’t happening that would make your situation worse. For instance, on this day, I reminded the kids, “At least we’re not being pelted by hail” and “At least most of our miles are behind us today and it’s all downhill from here.” You get the point. The kids had a more difficult time seeing the silver linings, but it definitely helped me get through the rough stuff!
We trudged through it with as good of an attitude as we could muster, but in the last mile, when we were becoming increasingly soaked and cold (it was probably in the upper 40s, low 50s), it was time for shelter! Thankfully it came in the form of the Kingshouse Hostel’s cafe. Hot coffee, hot chocolate, and even beer were just the thing to thaw us out.
After dinner in our hotel, Larry headed back to the room. The pub in our hotel would have been a great place for all the adults to convene and toast to the continued success of the trip, as they carried a tremendous selection of local brews (and in flights, no less!), but instead I played Banagrams with my two “littles,” Wogene and Paige instead, while I enjoyed my flight.