Black glove, lost Sunday, somewhere in the mile and a half south of the information board and junction with the minor road at Blar Chaorainn outside FW.
I have high hopes for this one. On the Saturday I carried some lady's soggy glove around with me for a few hours coming over the Devil's Staircase, as I was pretty sure it had to belong to the couple speeding ahead of me, and reckoned there was a decent chance of catching up with them. Sure enough, I was able to return it on the Kinlochleven to Fort William bus.
Karma therefore requires that I get my glove, lost the following day, returned.
It's particularly annoying as this is the second glove I've lost in two months, and both were right-hands, so I can't even make up a mismatched pair.