I’m back after a lengthy gap – the details of which I shall not bore you with.
At the weekend, after a scary journey down from Scotland, GB came to The Wirral to pick me up and take me back North. This is GB – brother, friend, carer, caterer, chauffeur, and host for the next few weeks.
We stayed on Sunday night at the Royal Dunkeld in Dunkeld and on the way GB found a spot from which I could photograph Stirling Castle, something I have never managed to do before.
On Monday we paused at The Blair Atholl watermill which I had never seen before.
This nearby building looks like a fulling mill.
One advantage of not being in a hurry and having an amenable chauffeur (as both GB and Partner are) is that one can turn around and take photos when you pass something attractive. This is the old packhorse bridge at Carrbridge.
As we got further into The Highlands the patches of snow on the tops got larger and larger, even on South facing slopes.
This is the new ferry, MV Loch Seaforth, coming in to berth at Ullapool. The cars were soon loaded and we were on our way across The Minch to the Outer Hebrides.
Hopefully there will be more blog posts in the near future including one on Scottish postboxes and another on some of the changes to the Island since I was last here a couple of years ago.