Well, I went back for a meal, as I was passing on my way from Skye to Glasgopolis. It was a horrible day of snow, sleet, wind and hail. On my way through Kintail, just before Cluanie I found a fish van which had skited off the road and was nose-down in the moor. Lucky for the driver I had a spade and rope (for trussing and burying murder victims, obviously), he managed to escape. He later overtook me and I figured if I passed him crashed again I would just honk and drive past...
Anyhoo, I pulled into Kingshouse in a hailstorm and ordered a drink of apple juice - I forgot to ask about beer prices as I was driving - and the Kingshouse Venison Pie with mashed potatoes and cabbage. It only took four minutes for the drink to arrive as I relaxed on a nice seat by the window, and sixteen minutes more for the meal. Nice shortcrust pie lid on a wee ceramic pot thingy filled with a nice amount of venison in thick gravy with carrot chunks. Choice of mustard was English or French, no mention of Scottish! In the Kingshouse, in Glen Coe/Rannoch Moor! I pointed out that the management should be informed of this terrible shortfall ( I have had the same conversation in the Cluanie Inn in Kintail, where a continental waitress earnestly informed me that there was no such thing as Scottish mustard). I turned my coat and settled for hot English. Politics aside; condiments are important. There were a few people in but it was not busy and there were enough staff. Despite the cold outside it was warm inside, though I noticed the log fire in the nice big natural stone fireplace was not lit. The bill was a mere £12.90 for the meal and drink, which I thought reasonable for the venue, comfortable surroundings and quality of food - it was very nice venison pie. And the waitress smiled sweetly. I also could get a mobile signal. The only spanner in the ointment was two loud women who just had to announce that "We are Mountain Rescue". I fended them off with indifference. No mountains needed rescued that day.
- Nice to be in out of the sleet, hail and wind.
- A break in the clouds shows the Buchaille towering in winter glory