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Farewell to Skye, Hello to Inverness

We left the Isle of Skye this morning and drove to Inverness. The last part of our journey ran along Loch Ness, and we stopped at Nessieland for souvenirs and goofy pics.

Tomorrow, we’ll visit Culloden Field and Clava Cairns again, and we plan some other sight-seeing at new places.

Some pics from today will be on my Jean L. French Facebook page.

 

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On Skye!

We reached the Isle of Skye yesterday evening via the Skye Bridge. Our accommodation is a tiny “lodge”/hut in a newly-cleared woody area up on the mountainside. There are wee beasties here called midges, which bite your ears, neck, and hands and like to fly up your nose. Our hut has a bathroom and 4 bunks, and just enough room for 3 small suitcases in the entry. And it’s full of midges.

So tonight, after our minibus tour of the  northern end of Skye today (more about that when my phone isn’t about to die), we are sitting in a bar with pots of tea to warm us up. We’ll eat dinner here, and go back to our hut later to kill more midges. Midgies, we call them. We even have a video of them on the backup camera of the rental car, but I can’t post it here.

Skye is starkly beautiful. No crops are grown here commercially. Sheep and cattle are raised. The primary industries are fishing, fish farming, and tourism. What there’s a lot of are tourists, tour buses, water–both fresh and sea–and mountains. The northern part of Skye is pulling away from the southern part of the island at the rate of a millimeter a year. I’ll try to post some pictures on my Jean L. French Facebook page. If my battery lasts long enough!

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Leaving Corachie Farm in Scotland

We left the farm this morning where we stayed two nights. We loved it! We stayed in a cottage called The Byre, which was converted from two small stone crofts to a very comfortable guest house.

The Byre was our base for exploring the Oban-Glencoe-Taynuilt loop, through the Great Glen and the pass where the MacDonalds were massacred, and down through Rannoch Moor. It was a full day, and we enjoyed all the  sights.

A few pictures will be on my Jean L. French Facebook page when this posts.

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Stone Circles and a Castle

We saw two of the main things on our list today, Machrie Moor stone circles and Lochranza Castle. Both were wonderful in a different way.

Stone circles are prehistoric sites of ritual and cultural significance. Nobody seems to know exactly what the significance was, but whatever the reason they were built, they still bring a sense of awe and wonder to those of us who are interested in such things. And we are. These circles are on the west side of the island, which we reached on a B road across the interior called The String. That might give you a mental picture of a straight string. Think a string you’ve untangled from a ball, and you’ll be  closer.

We ate lunch, sandwiches we bought at the store last night, in the shelter of a ruined farmhouse, byre, and stone sheep pens. I enjoyed that almost as much as the stone circles, but in a different way.

After our wander around Machrie Moor in howling wind and rain showers, we drove north on the coast road (think two lane traffic on a single lane space hanging off the edge of a cliff) to the north end of the island to Lochranza Castle, a 13th-16th century ruin. We were able to go inside, and even up to the second story in one place.

Then we had to hightail it south down the coast road, on the east side of the island, back to Brodick by 6 o’clock for our dinner reservation.  We’ve had three lovely meals here at local restaurants. We’ve also been enjoying cocktails made with the local gin distilled here. I haven’t taken any pictures of the drinks but Amy and DeAnna have.

Tomorrow morning, we board the ferry again to head  back to the mainland and drive north along the coast and then east. We’ll be staying on a farm in a cottage that once a byre. Lots more to see and do!

There will be a few pictures of our adventures today on my Jean L. French Facebook page.

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The Bluebells of Scotland

Today, we did a first for Amy. She drove the rental car onto the ferry to the Isle of Arran, off Scotland’s west coast . It’s tricker than it seems, especially when the guys guiding you on get impatient and you’re driving on the wrong side of everything! But she did great. It was raining, so the pictures aren’t that great, but I have a funny video.

When we landed on Arran at Brodick, where we’re staying, we had a little time to kill, so we went shopping on the high street. Yes, we bought things. I’m coming home with a Scottish Gardens 2020 calendar and a new purse backpack, a gift from Amy, Amy bought some lovely sweaters, and DeAnna found several things, including a cute blouse. Oh, and I had to buy a pair of gloves, because I forgot mine.

It was good that I had the gloves because they kept my hands warm even when they got wet. We’d planned to go see Brodick Castle this afternoon, but by the time our self-catering flat was ready, we’d unloaded and shopped and had lunch, it was getting late, and the castle was only going to be open another half hour. It was a bit pricey for so little time, as the kind woman at the gate warned us, so we decided to skip the castle and try to find a spot we’d heard about and seen pictures of, Glen Rosa Falls.

After some U-turns and a little cursing at SatNav, we found the cart track to the parking area. It was raining steadily, but we had rain jackets and good boots and shoes. We thought we’d be fine. There were lots of other hikers returning from their hikes up the river or up on Goatfell, and we asked some knowledgeable-looking men about tge falls. They didn’t have a clue. But we were sure, so we set off on the muddy track in the only direction we could go. We’d gone about a half-mile when we met another couple of returning hikers who told us we were on the right path, and we were about a mile away. We’d been enjoying a lovely meander up to that point, photographing wild bluebells, foxglove, flowering trees, shrubs, berries, moss, ferns, lichen, rocks, the river, the mountain, pretty much everything in sight, and getting soaked. I mean WET.

So, a mile farther. DeAnna said, “Hey, we’ve come this far, and we’re already wet. We might as well go on.” And we were so glad we did, although we were thoroughly soggy, actually dripping, when we made it back to the car, and the flat is draped with half-dried jackets, jeans, hats, gloves, and boots. We hope they’re dried by morning, because we plan another hike to Machrie Moor stone circles. It’ll be about the same length, maybe a bit shorter than the one today. I had my walking sticks, and they helped me do three miles today, which is really good for me. My knee is telling me about it, and my neck aches from the pull of my  sodden backpack, but my back is no worse than usual.

Rain is forecast for tomorrow.  But we are getting a real taste of Scotland, and we love it. The destination of our hike in the rain today, Glen Rosa Falls, was worth the drenching

I still haven’t figured out how to post photos from my phone here, so there will be some on my Jean L. French Facebook page in the comments of the link to the blog post.

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Glasgow and Ardrossan

As usual when I travel, it’s the people of a place as much as the place itself that captures my heart. My special assistant at the Glasgow airport, George, was so sweet and kind, we almost brought him with us to Ardrossan. It was a beautiful day when we landed, and when I commented on the weather, he said. “Scotland has 10 months of bad weather every year. And then it’s winter.” He made me laugh, and he enjoyed my laughter. He told me that Jeanie is a very Scottish name! Yep, I fell for George.

Amy got us safely to Ardrossan, about a 45 minute drive from the airport. We have a diesel Volvo with SatNav for our rental car. We weren’t supposed to have SatNav, but the Lord provided, and we didn’t pay extra! The Hertz rental car people were very nice and helped Amy get comfortable in the car.

I couldn’t get any good pictures from the moving car, but it was beautiful on our drive west to the coast.

Our hosts at Burnfoot House B & B in Ardrossan are wonderful, so kind and helpful. We definitely landed in a good spot!

On our way to dinner, a sign caught my eye. I still haven’t figured out how to post pictures here from my phone, so I’ll post them in comments when the blog posts on my Jean L French Facebook page.

We have a big adventure planned for tomorrow! For now, it’s time to sleep .

 

 

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