We headed down the track, over the bridge that crosses the River Etive and past the house at Coileitir, wondering if the high padlocked gate that we had to climb over was meant to be hinting at an alternative route for walkers. We couldn't see anything obvious however, and the two bods we'd passed at the house hadn't said anything to us, so we continued cheerfully along the path by the river.

Beinn Trilleachan and the River Etive