LONG before the railway and livestock floats came to the Highlands, the Ardtornish shepherds used to set off walking every September to the Falkirk Tryst with a drove of cast ewes and wedders.
A hardy Morvern ewe.
One year, after swimming them across the Corran and Ballachulish narrows and somewhere between Glencoe and Bridge of Orchy, they missed a blackface ewe which they knew well. They never expected to see her again but she arrived but she arrived back at Ardtornish in November having travelled round the head of Loch Leven and Loch Eil.