When I opened the window blinds after waking up, I had a first glimpse of the rainy Highlands. So yes indeed, I travelled quite a bit further north than my eventual destination Glasgow, and I would first be spending my Saturday in Fort William and Glenfinnan.
Of all the routes possible with Caledonian Sleeper London, the one to Fort William was the only one I hadn’t done yet. And I can now attest it is the best one: it is the one with the latest arrival—so plenty of time to lie in and get ready for breakfast—and the views the last couple of hours are incredible! Those views are best enjoyed while having a Scottish cooked breakfast, in the Club Car with large windows of course.




After arriving a couple of minutes early, The Jacobite steam train was waiting at the opposite side of the platform, which was a nice bonus.




After storing my bag for the last time this trip in another convenient Stasher location, I first headed to The Wildcat, for a nice Dear Green coffee.



Since I had some time to kill before my next train, I visited the West Highland Museum. I had no idea the area had been so important for the training of commandos during WW II!

















After a quick visit to the Caledonian Sleeper Guest Lounge to hydrate and recharge, I hopped on the ScotRail train to Glenfinnan.







So I had a perfect plan: hike up to a spot with a good view on the Glenfinnan Viaduct, get there in time to see The Jacobite steam train pass over it, and catch it on photo and video. I made it there according to schedule, set up my video camera to record on a loop, had my phone camera at the ready, and then… nothing!
Apparently the afternoon service I was waiting for, stopped for winter just two weeks before! I did get some nice photos of the viaduct though, although I got quite wet and muddy in the process…
I then hiked back down and visited the Glenfinnan Monument & Visitor Centre, where I also picked up my NTS Member Passport. Woohoo, more stamp collecting!










The only train still going back to Fort William that day, was also the last train back to Glasgow. So instead of taking that one, I had booked a Peter’s Taxi to take me back to Fort William. That way I had time for some beers at the Black Isle Bar, and a venison salami pizza, but even more important: time to retrieve my bag!
Then there was just one more train to take: the West Highland Line—so again great views, albeit duskier than this morning—to Glasgow Queen Street.




After two nights wit little sleep, I couldn’t wait to check into my hotel—Premier Inn Glasgow City Centre St Enoch Square—have a shower, and go to bed… Because tomorrow will start way too early for a Sunday!












































































































