We did a lightning fast trip through Scotland. This is a place we will definitely explore
more thoroughly in the future. We left
Hadrian’s Wall and drove into Scotland to find a place for the night ending up
in the quaint seaside town of Troon where the local ‘municipal sanitation operative’
chatted with us in what we think was English.
Anyway we could understand about three quarters of what he said and he
let us know that it was alright to spend the night in the carpark by the sea.
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Troon at sunset |
The next day we drove along the lochs of the highlands with
a quick stop at Fort William which was swarming with young fit ramblers who had
just emerged from the mountain moors. Even with gray skies the area was inspiring.
We spent the night at a campsite in Dingwall just outside
Inverness to wake up the next morning to sunshine! The first time we saw real sunshine in about
a week. What a difference it made in our
mood for the pilgrimage to John o’Groats so we could cast an eye on the Orkney
Islands from where my ancestor, Robert Traill, immigrated to the Pennsylvania
area in 1766.
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The ferry to the Orkneys - We will definitely take this on our next visit |
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Northern most part of the mainland |
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Hotel at John o'Groats |
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That is Orkney, 6 miles away |
On our return trip south we stumbled upon some Highland
Games in Tain and had to stop for a look.
They were fantastic! Kilts
everywhere, caber throwing, highland dancing, races, bagpipes and birds of prey. Perfect.
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An owl that could be out of Harry Potter |
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Highland dancing sponsored by a wee dram of whiskey |
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Throwing the caber |
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Foxglove was everywhere |
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What trip to Scotland would be complete without the heather. We carried a sprig in the van for our whole trip |
We found a spot at Hunting Tower outside Perth for the night
so we could continue on to Edinburgh the next day. We woke up to foul weather and made our way through
the rain into Edinburgh which being Festival time was packed. It was impossible to find reasonable parking. We found some short term parking and spent an
hour or two walking the streets to get a small taste of the city. I sought out Dundas Street and imagined Alexander
McCall Smith’s characters walking along living their quietly understated
Edinburgh lives. We didn’t do this
amazing city justice but I was glad I could at least have a brief look. This is another place that we will have to do
more thoroughly in the future.
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City scenes through the rain |
So we said goodbye to Scotland with a firm
resolve to return.
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