Sunday, 15 October 2006

WHW Day 2.9

Reached the Rowardennan war memorial [Ed: extra]. The light is fading as I come out of the woods towards it. It's a simple stone ring with a pyramid at the base of the 'O'. I walk round it having taken a few photos through the ring. There are no names on it. There is the sound of families. What's the view looking from the lochside? From the 'low road'? Suddenly the poignancy catches me. Thankfully the darkness hides my tears as people walk by. Its the fatigue, honest. Soppy git.