The rock a wee tale from the dafthermits tin can

The Rock

Walking along the road to Ullapool as you hit the highest part of the road between Inverness And Ullapool you are greeted with a stunning view of Loch Droma and beyond.
No matter how many times i see this view it never ceases to move me
This night , it was a clear night the air seemed to be even more fresh than usual
walking on i could hear voices coming from the shore ,this was not strange especially at this time of year as many people make their way up here for a fire and a night with the stars
I smiled to myself at the laughter echoing from the people and the glen that surrounds us but pushed on as i wanted to spend the night at Corrieshalloch Gorge
Eventually the voices disappeared in the slight breeze but as i looked back something was wrong i stood and tried to work out what it was
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about to turn and go sure all was ok when i noticed a huge rock at least 10 feet by ten feet standing there ,i had never seen the rock before in all the time i had lived and passed very spot this spot .
I stared at the rock but the more i looked at it the larger it seemed to get it was covered in moss like no other from the loch and strange figures seemed to be etched into it
putting it down to just a trick of the highland light ,i lit a fag and relaxed with the night sky ,the people seemed louder again and i thought i would be good to spend some time with them .
So i made my way down to them along a winding wee moss lined path until someone shouted “Hello and welcome “
i looked up and shouted many thanks my friend it is a wonderful night for a fire

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