(Sorry Marcheline and Friend-and-son-in-law-who-loves-otters – you’re going to have wait even longer for the otters!! Perhaps tomorrow – who knows. )
When we last left our travels North we were leaving the Lake District and heading towards heavy clouds.
Now, in Scotland, the sign says ‘Heavy rain forecast’ and the forecast was right!
Did you know the lights on those signs scroll so when you take a photo you don’t get all of it? You do now.
A friendly Chaffinch at a loo stop.
Just South of Erskine Bridge these three ambulances passed us on their way to an accident that was to close the A82 and cause us a very lengthy diversion.
More blue lights go past.
What alternative route. You don’t mean all the way round via Inveraray? You do…
It’s meeting the caravans diverted this way that’s the problem!
Yes, it’s still raining.
There’s a car in that spray somewhere.
Rannoch Moor in the rain.
Will you please stop focussing on the windscreen!
This sort of mood suits Glencoe.
Journey’s end – for Saturday – and for me it’s haggis, neeps and tatties at the Cluanie Inn.
But the most important thing for GB is ‘Is there a signal?’.