Looking south down the Spey Valley.  The beginning of the the day is on the east side of the river, but most of the time it's on the west side nestled between the water and the steep valley walls.  Much of the time, the tree cover is so thick that you don't realize what's above, but sometimes you get glimpses overhead of the tall, near vertical walls.

At this point, the river looks almost non-existent but I walked over to bank on the far side and the water was above my waist, but flowing gently, so it wasn't a problem to cross.