I don’t know how he did it, but Chris has coaxed (scowled…) me out of bed and back on the early train into Edinburgh again. The weather is a little kinder today, quite a lovely […]
Month: August 2013
Day Sixty Three
So, today we are off to Edinburgh. This means an early start as we have to walk to the train station 20 minutes away and we have the better part of an hour’s journey in. […]
Day Sixty Two
Another day, another castle. This time, we are off to the Falkland Palace and Garden in the village of Falkland. It was favourite retreat of the Stuart dynasty and a former residence of Queen Mary, […]
Day Sixty One
Chris starts the day with an early morning spotting of six fat rabbits. Beach bunnies. We were a little challenged otherwise this morning. The first two places we attempt to visit are closed. The old […]
Day Sixty
Oh my. Day sixty. Tell me, exactly where did those last 60 days go? I can see now the value in keeping this diary, as time does literally just fly by. Scotland is indeed the […]
Day Fifty Nine
We continued to follow the Highland Tourist Route today, ostensibly to visit the Mar Lodge Estate. We passed out of farm country today and into the Cairngorms National Park and Cairngorms mountain range. As with […]
Day Fifty Eight
Toady was another “mostly travel” day as we wind our way around the eastern coast via the Highland Tourist Route. We start the day with a challenging uphill walk in the forest. No furry buddies, […]
Day Fifty Seven
Let’s just day today “a castle and seals unlimited” Chris woke me at the crack of dawn (7am for mere mortals) with whispered tones….“there are seals outside”. Now I find it hard to get out […]
Day Fifty Six
East coast here we come. It has taken us ages to get to this point, so I suspect our south bound journey will be quicker through necessity. Our first stop is in the town of […]
Day Fifty Five
We finally made it to John O’Groats today. Not the northern most bit of Scotland, as I had thought (although it’s very close), but the longest distance between settlements in the mainland. It’s a tiny […]
