Loch Chon is a beautiful, quite off the beaten track Loch, that I stumbled across whilst on a motorbike ride out with my husband. It’s on a single-track road on the way to the little hamlet of Stronachlachar, we were heading to the pier café for breakfast. We turned west out of Aberfoyle and travelled steadily on this undulating and winding single track road, care needs to be taken as it can be a busy road. Loch Chon carpark is situated on the left just before the little campsite; this campsite is however for tents only, much to my disappointment as I had hoped me and my little van Daisy could park up here. The carpark gets busy as the day goes on but I have never been unable to park here on my visits.
There is a short walk to the Loch but the entry to the water is lovely, it is a light sandy and shingle walk in, pretty easy on the feet although I always wear my wet shoes as you never actually know what you are treading on. The trees and hills surround and the bay that you swim in feels magical and serene. The
light bounces around the valley and it feels a very special swim. You can swim further into the main Loch, but as I have been here when the temperatures are low, I haven’t been able to get that far, it’s on my summer to do list as I’d like to peep around the corner and take in the splendour the whole of the loch has to offer.
It’s quite a small loch at about 1.6 miles long and less than a quarter of a mile wide, an absolute gem of a loch though. My friends and I combined with this with a swim in Loch Katrine, followed by a lunch in the pier café. A very grand day out. We have also had a lovely brunch in ‘The station coffee shop’ in Aberfoyle, where service was friendly and quick, just what you need after a freezing dunk.
The lochs embrace.
This loch is filled with Earths sad tears,
collected and channelled for a million years.
It’s waters deep and black, they call,
close round your body, I feel so small.
A speck am i within this place,
yet it holds me firm in a deep embrace.
It’s fingers cold reach to the parts,
that no one sees, secret imparts.
Lapping water then falls away,
but a kinship echoes with me all day.
Swim with me, to start anew,
it will hold you tight and I will too.
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Hi Jacqueline, This is a lovely worded poem with such nice rhyme and flow, I've not known of Loch Chon before but it looks like a little gem.
Have you swam in all the Scottish Lochs?
Well have a great week, catch you later.
Gordon