Around the Trotternish

September 17

Good morning Skye!  We woke to sunny skies, which is a good omen in Skye we hear.  Having slept well, we went for breakfast, which was a lovely typical Scottish brekkie to fill us up for the day.  Another traveller agreed with us on our disappointment with Portree.  I would strongly suggest that if you want to go to Skye, stay in one of the other smaller towns at a B&B!

We packed, thanked our hostess and headed out.   Driving through Portree, we headed up the eastern coast of the northern arm of Skye, the Trotternish.  It is well known for its rock formations known as the Old Man of Storr.  Legend is that a giant was buried under the rocks and it is his finger (or nose) that is sticking up.  My drive by pics didn’t work out, but this is what it looks like (thank goodness for the internet and stock photos!)

The Isle of Skye is beautiful.  It is green and windswept and full of sheep! We had some clouds, some sun and some wind.

We stopped at Lealt Falls and walked up the gated path to the promontory looking out over  The Minch

(apparently what they call the water between the inner and outer Hebrides islands.  When you look back you see the Lealt Falls.  When you look around you see sheep and very impressive landscapes.

Back to driving along the coast.

We passed through Staffin, a little crofting community and decided we would take “the road” as Gigi called it across from there to Uig on the west side of this northern arm of Skye.  This would save us about an hour of driving and we still had a lot of driving to do today!  Turns out it was a wonderful experience.  We turned onto the road, ‘one track’ of course, and started climbing over the Trotternish.

A couple of steep and windy turns up the mountain, pulling over from time to time to allow passage of various vehicles.  Again, I got most of it on video, so can’t post it here. At the top, the parking area was full and the wind was blowing.  We decided to carry on without stopping.  The landscape was different, more wild, and beautiful.  This road is often impassable in the winter months and I would not want to attempt it!

As we descended down the mountain we came to Uig,

a pretty little port town that has a ferry that links to the outer Hebrides.  I still don’t know how to pronounce Uig.   Is it ‘whig’ ‘you-ig’ ‘ugh’ ‘ig’?  I keep meaning to ask someone.    We passed by Uig and travelled along the coast which seems more protected and calm.  There is heather on the island but it isn’t in full bloom and the colours are more of a brownish purple at this point.  After a bit of driving we arrived back at Portree and retraced our way off the island.

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Skye was very lovely and we really enjoyed the trip there despite the disappointment of Portree.

 

We stopped in Kyle of Lochalsh for lunch and ended up in a pub/indian food restaurant!  The menu did have other options as well, like pizza!  The name of the restaurant was the Islander Pub, and not what we expected.  img_4175We had an amazing lunch of appetizers all indian food. SO good!

 

We decided that we would take the more southerly route back so we could see some other areas.  So glad we did.  We were driving along when this appeared:

The castle Eileen Doonan.  Very magnificent sitting on it’s rocky little island.  The tide was out in Loch Duich.  We didn’t go into the castle – there were several bus loads of tourists, but the views from the outside were very pretty indeed!  As I called it “a real live castle”.  David got all technical that castles are made of stone and not alive, but whatever!!

The next part of our drive took us through Glen Shiel.

This area is obviously really popular with hikers.  The views were pretty incredible.    Following that we entered Glen Moriston.  A little more leafy and green.

Arriving in Invermoriston we were back on Loch Ness.  Not a lot of views from the road as it is pretty tree covered.   We drove up along Loch Ness, past Urquhart Castle and into Inverness.  The day was sunny and beautiful.

The drive from Inverness to Nairn is not a long one and we arrived in the very pretty village of Nairn before 4 pm.

Our hotel is an ancient one, perhaps a rooming house at one time as well.  It has grand interior features like 20 foot ceilings and beautiful crown mouldings.  But it is a bit of a warren and we were on the 2nd floor (3rd to us) so thank goodness we had pared down our necessities to one carry on, a small backpack and a tote bag!   Our room had an ensuite bath and the room was large, the bed comfy and the light from the windows wonderful.

David headed out to check out the local golf courses and I sat down to write blogs and hopefully post.  Ran into more troubles with uploading pics, so ended up writing but not posting much. img_20160917_165922But David tried to learn something about Cricket.  No luck understanding but great pics!

 

When David returned we headed out to wander the main street.

Stores were closed but there were a number of restaurants and we were deciding what to eat when we could see we were near the beach.  We wandered down to take a look and took these pics as the sun was setting:

Gorgeous setting.

Dinner was had at the Havelock Pub.

Best meal we have yet had!  I had a steak and ale pie that was to die for and David had fish, chips and salad.  The piece of fish was HUGE:

A couple of drinks later we wandered on back to our hotel.  The night was lovely and the moon was shining.

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Another lovely Scottish day!

 

Over the Sea to Skye

More catching up on the blogs!   

September 16th, 2016

Time to hit the road!

We really liked our B&B in Inverness.  The hosts were so warm and friendly.  They gave us some hints for our trip today – go to Plockton.

Again the GPS is a life saver.  I am sure we would still be meandering in the streets of Inverness trying to find our way out if not for the lovely British lady giving us directions.  I think I will refer to her as Gigi.  David calls me the Mapasaurus, img_20160919_202157because I like maps and I like to look at maps and I can remember what I see on a map. This me, mapasauring.  🙂

Gigi doesn’t get mad if you miss the turn she told you about 3 times, she just finds another route.  She also doesn’t nag you about the speed, but gives you a little beep to let you know to get your lead foot off the gas.  Saved me from having to say anything about speed and I could concentrate on the far left of the road that we seemed to be hugging awfully close!   Not that David was usually speeding.  More on that later.

Well we told Gigi where we wanted to go and she got us on our way and out of town.  The road was really pretty and we passed numerous little villages with cute names like: Strathpeffer, Contin, Garve, Achnasheen, Strathcarron, Coulags, Stromeferry and Plockton!

Along this route we discovered several interesting facts about driving in Scotland.

  • At points of interest there is often a sign that reminds you to drive on the left side (they know their tourists)
  • The speed signs are very small and sometimes you don’t notice them.  However Gigi does and likes to let you know if you are breaking the law.
  • There are an array of other signs we don’t know the meaning of (scary but true)
  • Scots drive fast.  Single lane undivided roads are usually posted at 60 miles / hour!  Thats 100km/hour! These roads do not have wide shoulders (or often much of any shoulder) and they wind around mountains, up and down.
  • Scots have a lot of single track roads.  These are two way roads that are only wide enough for one vehicle. So they provide ‘passing place’  which is not like our passing lanes at all.  They are a pull out that the oncoming car or you must pull into to allow the other car to pass by.  These roads also wind around bends and up and down so there is a lot of blind corners!  And the speed limit is anywhere from 40 to 60 miles per hour!
  • When you see a sign for caution animals on the road it could be deer – but Scottish deer are bigger, appear to be running rather than jumping and have a lot more antlers; sheep – in many sizes, colours and shapes, horned and otherwise; cows; and even feral goats.   We didn’t see deer, cows or feral goats on the roadways.  We did see sheep.  Lots of them!
  • Roundabouts.  Scots love roundabouts.  If you leave the motorway (the major road) you will more than likely enter a roundabout, followed by several more roundabouts. Roundabouts are sometimes ill-defined.  There may be no circle in the middle  of it, just a suggestion of some extra space.  Roundabouts may be more oval-abouts.  Really.  And then there are the multilane roundabouts.  If you are in the outside lane, but plan on taking the 5th exit (yes Gigi, we heard you, we just couldn’t get there) you will likely be going to the next roundabout to go back to where you made your mistake and try again.
  • Remember it is a wide right and a tight left when you are making a turn.

After a few roundabout issues we made it out of Inverness proper and onto what we would call a single lane highway (with random roundabouts).  We passed pretty villages and farms and sheep.

Then we encountered the one track roads.  Well that was fun as we were still getting used to being on the ‘other’ side of the road and oncoming traffic has this effect of making the driver want to pull further to the right, but there are no shoulders, so the passenger makes little Mapasaurus squeeky noises, while Gigi only beeps if you are going too fast and tells you that in ‘a quarter of a mile enter the round about and take the 3rd exit’.

One track roads.  Suddenly the road squeezes to a minuscule one car width and you think you just may be on a one way road, but no.  Oncoming traffic is stopped in the passing place and you scoot by and then suddenly you note that there is oncoming traffic and you have a passing place nearest so you scoot in and wait.  All very polite and little hand waves.  It works.

We pass through some beautiful scenery.  Loch Carron (which isn’t a real Loch or lake, but an inlet from the sea.

Plockton is a cute little town.  The tide is out and there is an island you can walk to.

David did but didn’t cross the island as there were hordes of midgies (small biting flies) flying about.   We wandered the harbour street and walked down to the main pier.  All so very lovely.

There are palm trees growing in people’s yards!

Back in the car and on to Skye.  The Skye bridge stands out as you approach it.  It is a big hump on a little bridge.  I only have it on video on the way there and I can’t upload video to the blog.  But here are pics of sheep on the road and the views as we drove!

Once through there we meandered along the nice wide roads along with everyone else going to Skye for the weekend. img_4098

We had sun, fine rain and lots of fine rain, and sunshine again.

Coming up one hill into the sunshine, David suddenly pulls over into a spot along the road.

Standing there as if waiting for the attention is one of the cutest cows I have ever seen!!   There were several of them and they stood placidly, chewing their cud as if waiting for their pictures to be taken.  The wee hairy coos are so cute!   The Cullin Hills are the back drop to these cute beasties.  The hills are majestic as well!

We stopped at Sligachan to have a peek at the river.  What a gorgeous spot with the Cullin hills behind us and a rocky stream flowing besides.  People were out with their dogs and doing hiking.  Truly lovely. img_4118

We made our way into Portree.  Well actually our AirBnB was just outside of Portree and we managed to find it okay.  We have a lovely little room, twin beds again, img_4123but they are comfy.  No one was about so we unpack what we needed and set out to walk to Portree itself.  It was a longer walk than we thought.

We were both hungry.  Portree has a visitors centre and when we went in it was so busy!!  We got a local map and headed back to check out the waterfront.

Portree was not what we expected.  We found some shops, a lot of restaurants were closed until 5:30 pm and generally the various staff were grumpy and surly.

 

Some of the views were very pretty though.

But overall the town seemed to lack that authentic quaintness we were expecting.  It seemed tired of the tourists.

We found a pub, but were told that the WiFi wasn’t working since the island had just gone high speed and ended up crashing the system!  We went to another bar and had a drink but they also did not have WiFi.

Headed to the last seen bar and decided we would just eat there.  When David mentioned to the barkeep that we would like to see the menu he told him that we could see it but we couldn’t eat on the bar side but would have to reserve a table on the restaurant side – the other side of the same bar some 30 feet away.  Unless we had our dog with us, then we could eat on the bar side!! What?  So we got a table.  They squished us into the smallest space.  Dinner was expensive and the portions were small and the food was cold and the service was pitiful.

Wish we had brought Tuukka with us!!

We walked back to our B&B and discovered we didn’t have great internet there either.  Oh well, call it a night and get some sleep!

 

 

 

InVERness

Sorry for the delay in posting.  Internet and time have both been hard to harness on this trip!  

September 15th, 2016

Our B&B is so cute!  We do have twin beds which feels super weird, but it was all that was available!  The beds are super comfortable and we have our own ensuite.  Breakfast was wonderful as well, and I did it, I tried the haggis.  Animg_3973d, it was …okay!  I wouldn’t eat it as a sole item, but as a side nosh it was good! Kind of a meatloafish but with barley bits in it.  Tasted very sausage like but more crumbly.

 

We wandered around this morning and got our bearings in InVEHRRness (the stress is definitely on the VEHRR part.

I have to say that Inverness seems to be more than what I expected!  The river is lovely and there is a pretty little walk along the river Ness.

Our B&B is perched up on the hill,  img_3974so there are stairs everywhere or you can slog up the slopes with the cars! It seems like there are many churches clustered together along the river as well.

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We took the footpath bridge across and found out it is a suspension bridge and was installed in the 1800’s so that workers would not have an excuse to be late for work. Surprisingly bouncy!img_3982

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Inverness Castle sits high on a hill.  It is a squat red building that is currently being used for the justice department or some other government organization.

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After a bit of a walk about we headed back to the B&B, I had a rest and David went to a laundromat to get some wash done for us (he is the best!).

It was time for us to get our rental car, and they came to pick us up.  Such a happy lady who chatted with us.  She LOVED that we have an Ogopogo because it turned out she is a HUGE Nessie fan!

We got our car, a Volkswagen Golf (apropos?), diesel and automatic.  Well, once we got all that paperwork squared away we got in the car and … got ready!  Set up seats, figure out the mirrors, plug in the GPS, and away we go!  Holy Mario Cart.  David did a wonderful job. It was a bit of a heart race here and there as we navigated the first of many roundabouts.   Thank goodness for the GPS tho!!

Once we navigated our way through town we headed south to Loch Ness img_3992and Urquhart Castle.  The drive was good, and the sun came out in full.

 

The parking lot at the Castle was pretty full, but we found a space.

 

The Castle is very cool.  Lots of great photo ops!  And lots of walking and climbing stairs!

Loch Ness is a lovely lake and it does remind us of Okanagan Lake but it is much bigger and quite a bit greener hills!   We clambered about the ruins for several hours.

There were so many pretty viewpoints.  It was a pretty hot and sunny day.  Our weather while we have been here has been pretty good with only a few light showers here and there.

After the castle we headed back to Inverness.  We did make a short stop at the Nessie Information Centre, but decided to not go in.  Felt very touristy!  img_4035There were Nessie gift shops featuring kilts and Nessie and Nessie Ice Cream which looked like regular ice cream.

The drive back was lovely.  I think David is doing very well driving on the left!  img_4037  However, parking the car was hilarious!  We had a very small spot.  Little did we know the car comes with ‘parking assist’ which is really just “Warning, Danger Will Robinson” kind of beeping as you get too close (in the car’s estimation) to something near it’s bumpers or doors.  The beeping increases in intensity as you get closer and that is just not all that calming!  And you are doing it on the wrong side.  He managed it quite well given the stresses!

We went out after for that very typical Scottish fare – chinese all you can eat buffet.  It was good and we ate too much.  So we decided to walk along the river front.  At 8 pm one of the churches started ringing the bells.  It went on for about an hour!!  There is a story to that.  At 8 pm  every evening it chimes a hundred times as a warning that the curfew of 1772 was about to commence.   It was definitely more than 100 times.  I think the bell-ringers were also practicing!  The castle lit up at night: img_4041

It was time for a quiet night, so we climbed the hill past the Castle and headed home under an almost full moon and ringing bells.

Over the Highlands We Go

September 14, 2016

Today we are leaving Aberdeen and going to Inverness.  But first…

A side trip to Footdee.  It’s an old fishing village at the edge of the harbour.  The locals call it “Fittie”.

We ended up catching just the right bus as we were walking down the street.  When I told the bus driver that we wanted to go to Footdee he looked at me like I had a second nose on my forehead.  Not sure it was the language or that we wanted to go there.   Oh well, we got our bus tickets and took our seats and set forth.

The wind was blowing and the ocean was throwing waves upon the shore.  Not a lot of people about!

We took in the entrance to the port and the number of tankers waiting to enter the harbour.

Fittie’s claim to fame is that it was a planned housing development in 1809 to re-house Aberdeen’s local fishing community that was displaced as the harbour was built up. It was rudimentary thatched houses that became tenement housing as it grew.

By the later 1800’s the town started selling the houses and dwellings to occupiers.  That resulted in additions being made.  It is now a bit of a mishmash within very delineated walls, and lots of freedom of expression!

These are tiny houses by-and-by.    Many of them have wee yards and windows and doors that are quaint, cute and very different.

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This place had a moose crossing, wash line and buddha all together!

After our stroll through we headed back towards the bus stop, thinking we would have to make the 1/2 walk back up the hill, but we noticed a couple of older ladies waiting at the bus stop.  Now the Scottish people we have met have been wonderful, but it doesn’t seem like they choose to wait for anything.  I figured the bus was coming soon.  Turns out we timed it just right and caught the bus back!

Aberdeen has a big box store mall down near the beach along with a boardwalk amusement area that was pretty much shut up on this grey windy Wednesday.

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Back to the flat, get our packed bags, say goodbye to our host and head to the train station.  Hauling our bags is  much easier when you are leaving, because you have totally figured out where you are going

 

 

 

 

 

Train is on time, but no WiFi, so we watched the rolling hills fly by.

We chatted with various people on the train and they all were so pleasant and helpful.  One lady asked about travelling across Canada, in a motorhome, perhaps in the winter so they could ski with their kids.  We counselled her against a winter trip in a motorhome across the mountain passes and prairies.

Almost every little train station had one of these planters :

Without fail, when we mention that we are going to Skye, the Scotsperson we are talking to tilts their head to the side, gets a happy wishful look in their eyes and sighs “ahhh, right.. Skye.. so wonderful” and they smile.

We arrive in Aberdeen and have to get some directions to get us to the right place.  Of course there are stairs (did I mention too much stuff before?), but we found a way with no stairs but a long incline.  Easier with the bags! img_3969

We arrive out our LOVELY B&B and get ourselves sorted out.  On a recommendation from our hosts we stop at the Castle Tavern for a bite to eat.  The food was okay, but the line-ups big, and we luckily scored a little table in the pub area.

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As we were finishing our drinks, suddenly David gets this very surprised look on his face and goes “Whhaaaattt?”  Standing in the very pub we are in is one of his hockey buddies.  Turns out there is a group of them in the upstairs restaurant.  6700 km away and we find people from our own little town!  What are the chances?!?

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Well of course this means we have to go have drinks with them.  SO David and I head out to spearhead the procurement of a table big enough for 14 of us.  The first choice ‘Hootenanny Pub’ is full.  But we find a lovely place called The Black Isle Pub.

We get a big table that is 1/2 empty and start taking seats.  The group joins us soon after and pretty soon we are all sharing travel tales and drinks!

They had plans for the next day and as much as golfing with the guys was enticing David, he was good with our plans.  We had a great time and parted ways!  I hope they have a really good trip as well!!

It was misty and the moon was peeking in and out of clouds. We found our way back to the B&B and collapsed for the night.    Tired but happy.

City of Granite

Aberdeen is built of granite, so everthing is grey.  Apparently when the sun shines, it does glitter like granite, but that is hearsay only as we didn’t get any sunshine.

It’s a big city and it seems very busy being a big city.    There are the usual monuments and such and some big impressive buildings, but it has a harder edge to it because granite takes much longer to soften with age!

Our little room was comfortable enough and in a decent location. We made ourselves some home cooked breakfast for a change (okay I made the coffees, David made me breakfast!) . David found a links course nearby that he could play for 15£ and the rentals (including golf balls) was 15£.  And he took the bus there and back!  It was on the ocean, the fellows in the shop were nice and he had a very nice time.img_3925

The photo below is one of the stock photos.   The weather certainly wasn’t this bright or blue, but it does show the coastline that the golf course is on.

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This is David’s picture of the golf course.  He says it was a par 3 and it was his 2nd shot.  And he missed his par putt.  But that is a lighthouse in the background.  All good.

 

 

While he was out shwacking the golf ball around, I went for a walk-about town.   There are some lovely churches and their graveyards, statutes and colleges.  This is Slains Castle, more about that later!

The massive church on the main street Union is The Kirk of St. Nicholas Uniting.  It is set back with a pretty little walkway between the headstones and grave markers.  Very dark and a bit slippery with the moss growing on the pavers.  The church is under renovation, but the graveyard/park seemed like a popular place with the locals to sit and chat.

There was a rather filigree’d looking building in the distance, so I wandered that way to see what it was.  The granite again is a bit off putting. It is Marishcal College and the pattern in the granite is such that it looks very pixilated and a bit like lace from afar.

img_3913There is a great statute of Robert the Bruce on horseback which I may try to sketch

I visited the Tollbooth Museum.  These were the original jail cells which held prisoners in the 18th century.  Their crimes ranged from nagging to religious infractions, theft, living in the city without permission and murder.  It has the tiniest, steepest stairwells that wind up.  Fortunately there were ropes strung along the walls to help pull myself up and down the stairs.  Not an easy feat with a bad knee.  It was so warm in there I worked up quite a sweat!

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This is the exterior of the Tollbooth Museum.  It’s the dark brown centre with the high pointed spire.  Buildings have been erected  around it in later years.

 

 

 

After escaping the cells, I wandered over to the Castlegate area.  The building that looks like a castle is now a residence.  There is a nice Highlander statue as well.

I decided to head off and find a coffee and some wifi so I could check in with David (with only one set of keys to our place, it would help if we could coordinate).  A lovely cappuccino and fruit bun later and I had checked in.  I decided to head back to the flat and wait for David.

After he returned from a very successful and fun golf experience, we headed out to find some dinner.  I was hoping for a Steak and Ale pie.  We went into Slains Castle, which has apparently been converted to a pub/bar with definite goth overtones.

We had a quick bite there but the music was rather loud and not of our taste!  The food was okay.  David had Mac n’ Cheese. The gravy for the chips was excellent!

We found a lovely little bar called the Wild Boar and had a delicious whisky to finish the night.

As we headed home we noted that Slains Castle was filling up with University students as it is still Fresher’s week here!

Time for bed!

 

Off to Aberdeen

Off to our next stop.  The port city of Aberdeen.

We caught the bus to the Leuchers train station (pronounced Lew-Khers).  A bit of a wait at the station, but there was no rain or wind so it was a comfortable wait outside.

It’s always interesting to try to find the coach and seats you are supposed to be in as well as finding spots for luggage, but we managed okay.

The views along the ride became quite spectacular as we rode near the seaside cliffs.  We had hoped to get a glimpse of Dunnottar – a castle ruin on the seaside, but we didn’t.  We did get these:

 

We arrived at Aberdeen and since we were too early to check into our AirBnB accommodation we stopped for a refreshment in the train station.

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We found our way to our spot and met our host, Ru, a nice young engineer who apparently works for a Canadian company here in Aberdeen.  Aberdeen is highly involved in the North Sea oil industry.  The city is large with approx 250,000 inhabitants.

 

We went for a walk about and found a lovely little ‘free house’ (pub) call Aitchers were we had a drink (and a whisky) and a very inexpensive bar dinner that involved two types of scottish pies!  Both served with beans and optional ketchup or brown sauce (HP to us)

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We had another night cap at another  bar and then picked up some supplies at Sainsbury’s (grocery store) and brought it back for a late night treat and tomorrow’s breakfast.

At the end of the night we did manage to trip the breakers in our room leaving us with no power for our various electronics, but we just plugged in elsewhere in the flat.  Tomorrow David is hoping to golf again!!

 

Beaches and Greens

September 11, 2016

(A Happy Birthday wish to my baby brother Egan!! – see you soon!)

Today is our last full day in St. Andrew’s.  Last night we did a load of laundry in our hostess’ machine and then hung items up over the radiators to dry.  But we didn’t have any heat in our room (later was corrected). So for the first time in a long time, I was hanging clothes on a line.  Dry in no time because there is pretty much always a wind/breeze here.

David went off to walk the Old Course which they open to people and their dogs to walk on Sundays.  Meanwhile  I caught up on blogs, laundry, journal and general mucking about.   I did head out for a walk and decided to head in the opposite direction of the ‘downtown’ area of St. Andrew’s.  I found the Museum, unfortunately it was closed.  Although I think it would make a lovely Manor and I it’s mistress

There was a little putting course on the front and wild bunnies jumping about. Lovely walks, walls,  and gardens around including this cute mediation walk/labyrinth .   img_3878

The walk opened out to more of the University of Scotland lands and buildings.

I walked back to the downtown area and found it to be packed with people.  Freshers week was winding up with a vengeance it appears.  I went to the Gorgeous Cafe (all the tables were taken) so got a scone (berries and white chocolate nomnom nom!) and a tea to go.  As I could find nowhere to sit outside (and there were a few raindrops threatening a possibility of rain) I went back to our flat, collected the laundry off the line and did a bit of journalling while I enjoyed my drink and snack.

David texted me that he hadn’t been able to walk on for another golf game on the Eden course at St. Andrew’s  (they have 6 other courses besides the famous Old Course).  But we did get a time for one of the course and YES, I did get to play golf on St. Andrew’s!!  It is a shorter course with very tricky shots.  Lots of hills and difficult putts.  I was in the lead for a bit.  Showing David how it done and so forth. But then I fell apart and he surged ahead of me and ended up winning the match. Okay, it was only a putting course… but it was golf on St. Andrew’s!

Called the Himalayas, it is an 18 and 9 hole putting course! At only 3£  per person for 18 holes it was a deal!  Very busy on the Sunday as well.   That picture of a ball so close to the hole is one of David’s first shots.  I gave him the putt.  It should be noted that I did have to play while wearing my purse over my shoulder!  Difficult conditions!  It was lots of fun!

We crossed the road and went over the dunes to the beach below the famous golf course.

The tide was out and the sky was big

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We wandered along the water’s edge and clambered up the rocky area to some steps that lead up to the sea wall.

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I sat at the top of the hill and took in the sea views as the tide came rushing in.
David went to the Golf Museum.

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We stopped for a drink and snack at Dunvegan’s Pub.  Another whisky to add to the list!
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This is the building our accommodations were.  It is called Cammo Lodge and we were in the bottom flat on the left.

 

 

Later we went to dinner to Little Italy and had a very nice pasta meals!

We had such a lovely time in the beautiful, picturesque St. Andrew’s!