barton I had not seen Loch Catheine, I therefore went across the country from Dumbarton to Callender in one day.
To Drumen, 11 miles. Good road.
From Drumen, through Gartmore, to Callender, 19 miles, of as bad road as ever carriage went. If you should ever go that day's journey you must set out very early, for it is a sad tedious thirty miles. At the inn at Drumen the road to Stirling turns one way, and that to Gartmore another, up a very steep bad road, leading to the wildest of all wild moors. A little beyond Gartmore I crossed a branch of the Forth River, running from Loch Aird, and Ben Lomond. At this branch of the Forth I joined a tolerable looking road coming from Loch Aird, and the north-east base of Ben Lomond; but it is not fit for a carriage. I followed the road to the right, leading to the towns of Thornhill, Stirling, and Doune; which road I kept in for some miles, passing near Loch Monteith, and then turned up a steep dreary road leading over the hills to Callender. The view from those hills into the vale, about Callender, is very fine.
Directions of what is to be seen at Calender,
