As we made our way along the road to Inverness, Ewan suddenly spotted a roe off in the trees.
The search for the roe became the hike up the hill.
After a bit of climbing, we were nearly there.
Lara posed for me next to the cairn, as the stiffening breeze tousled her hair.
I asked Ewan to join her, but just then the wind began to gust strongly, and neither of them could stand still.
They set off through the heather to find some stones to add to the cairn.
