After leaving the Orkney Islands we drove back down the east coast of the Highlands. We stopped for a look around Dunrobin Castle on the way before heading east to the Isle of Skye.
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| An attraction in Scotland that was actually open - amazing! |
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| A lovely setting let down by the hideous statues on the fountain. |
The Isle of Skye was a lot less inhabited than I expected, with more of the same incredible scenery we've come to expect from this part of Scotland. It also has amazing mountains which add to its grandeur. We stayed at a site in Portree, the main settlement. It was only a mile out of town but it might as well have been 10- it felt very isolated. It did have perfect TV reception however and we all snuggled in to watch the All Blacks v Australia game. Nervy stuff!
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| We had a massive storm during this night. We learnt that the van can handle a 50+kmh crosswind, but it was pretty noisy and shakes around a bit. We ended up moving to the lee of the toilet block during the night (where this photo is taken from) and it was much more comfortable, plus very convenient! |
Portree is a cute, vibrant town, and we had some good meals and wanders there. The weather was a bit variable and pretty cold (as we were driving the campervan thermometer warning light kept coming on- because of "low temperatures outside"!), but we managed to get out for a great walk around the headland walking path, called Scorrybreac.
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| That is a battered, deep fried, haggis. Deeeeeeelicous. |
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| It's a serious business wearing two tone gloves. Jane is also modelling a stylish, cold deflecting, double jacket combination this afternoon. |
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| Portree Harbour |
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| Most gaelic words include a sound that is somewhere between a cough and clearing your throat, so this is pronounced skorry - bra hackcough |
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| Yup, snow on the top of the hills! |
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| We are either smiling because it is sunny, or grimacing because it is windy, or both. |
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| Josh, working that ass. |
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| Jane taming the fierce creatures of the Scottish highlands, she was lucky not to lose a finger to this denizen of the forest. |
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| God only knows what is going on here. |
On our way out of the Isle we visited Talisker Distillery in Corbost, which lies down a narrow winding river on the banks of a loch. The tour was good and the Talisker even better :) We also tried to visit Dunvegan Castle, but it was closed. The perils of off season travelling.
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| No castle for you! |
On our way to our next destination (Oban) we stopped for a night at Corpach, where we re-sampled the Talisker (still not poisonous) and proved that there ain't no party like a campervan party.
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| Morgan is sensibly sticking to water. |
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| Keeping Josh fed was an ongoing challenge, with severe consequences if he went without. I now have to hold my glasses on with duct tape. |
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| Josh has large feet. Jane is now modelling a more informal look of night time attire. |
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Nothing like a bottle of whiskey to get the van party started.
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