Showing posts with label Road Trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Road Trip. Show all posts

Friday, 27 July 2018

Friday Smiles

Hello and Happy Friday,

I've had reasons to smile aplenty this week - I hope you have too. Of course, I'm joining in with Annie at A Stitch In Time, who always has much to smile about.

Because we had to wait for the repair man to come fix our washing machine on our wedding anniversary, we waited until Saturday to take a mini road trip up along the coast to Helensburgh, Arrochar and down the side of Loch Lomond. Here are some photos from the day.
The square at Helensburgh
Looking over the square to the restaurant where we had lunch.



In the restaurant.
After lunch treat - this is melon and raspberry ice cream - delicious!

On the road to Garelochhead.
Looking down the Gare Loch from Arrochar.


Arrochar.


Unfortunately, I wasn't able to stop to take photos at Loch Lomond ... it was so busy there and parking was impossible. Next time we'll choose a day mid week to visit the loch. However, I did take this shot of the amazing Stoneymollan roundabout near Balloch. The geese in flight – symbol of Loch Lomond and the Trossachs National Park – are there to mark the entrance to one of Scotland’s most spectacular areas.
It was taken through the windscreen so not perfect - you can see the reflections of our travelling companions - Flora the bear, Bandy the bandaged dog and Mumsie Bear, the World's Best Mum. We go nowhere without them.

That's a lot of photos and you've probably had enough by now but here's just two more and I'll be done.
It's cherry picking time.
We'd have had an awful lot more but they are all too high for us to reach so we've had to leave them to the birds. 

So there we are, a lot of photos and a lot of reasons to smile as well. Hopefully, next week will be just as happy for all of us.

Take care and have a wonderful weekend.

Tuesday, 25 June 2013

Flat Susan Takes the High Road

Evening Everyone

I hope you've all had a really good day.

Life is getting back to normal here, well almost, and I did even find time to make a birthday card for someone special this afternoon ... can't show you it yet though, not until I know it's been received. Instead, I'm posting the next episode in Flat Susan's trip around the world.

'Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.'

Loch Lomond looking towards the North
We set of on Saturday, 15th June, and it was a dull day with some rainy spells so Loch Lomond, the largest inland stretch of water in Great Britain, our first stop wasn't looking it's best with a mist hanging over the hills and grey clouds hovering overhead.
Looking back towards the South
It's a bit brighter looking in the direction we came from. Flat Susan ventured out of her suitcase just long enough for a photo shoot. A quick look at the beautiful loch and she was then back snug and warm for the next leg of the journey.

The entrance to Glencoe
The approach to Glencoe is always something worth stopping for even when the top of the mountains can't be seen for mist.

Flat Susan was impressed with the Three Sisters, especially as the sun was peeking through by this time.


It's June and there are still patches of snow on the top of those mountains.
The view from the Glencoe Visitor Centre - the Pap of Glencoe. Glencoe is owned and managed by the National Trust for Scotland and has a polite 'no litter bin, take your litter home' policy - it costs a great deal of money to clear up litter. And it works,  it is a vast area but we didn't see any litter anywhere in the glen!
Beaufort Castle
Following the directions we had been given, Flat Susan was delighted to find that the we were going to be spending the week in the grounds of a real Scottish castle,  Beaufort Castle, in Gaelic Caisteal Duuaidh, that was until recently the traditional seat of the chiefs of Clan Fraser. Near Beauly and just north of Kiltarlity, it was sold in 1994 to Stagecoach director Ann Gloag by the then Lord Lovat, to meet inheritance taxes.
The Larder
The Larder, our cottage home for the week, has an equally interesting history and is so named because it was once, before a complete refurbishment, the hut where the game was stored ... in the days when Lord Lovat and his guests would go out on shoots. Now the wild life, deer, hares, badgers, etc., are left to live happily undisturbed on the estate.

A final photo for this post - the view from the window of the cottage.
Absolute bliss!

So that was just the trip up into the Highlands of Scotland, a fascinating journey that took in fabulous lochs  and grand mountains to be sure, but that was just the start of a wonderful holiday. For even more lovely photos be sure to look out for the next instalment of Flat Susan's Scottish sojourn ... it was quite a trip, with a lot of sightseeing packed into just a few days.

In the meantime take care everyone and I wish you a very good night.

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

Windmills and 114mph Gusts

Afternoon Everyone,

These windmills, on a small wind farm in rural Aberdeenshire, must have been working overtime yesterday. Rather like Marmite , you either loathe them or love them but I thought they just looked fitting surrounded as they were by golden rape - two energy sources side by side!


I'm back and all in one piece despite the gales we had to drive through - gusts up to 114mph at times. We got stuck on our way home on the A9 midway between Gleneagles and Dunblane due to a tree being blown down. An ambulance swerved to avoid the tree blocking the road and unfortunately went into a lorry. Luckily, there were no serious injuries to anyone involved but the road was blocked for just short of 3 hours. It made a long journey seem interminable and my poor husband, the driver, says it was like trying to control a wriggling snake in those conditions. By the time we got home he was totally exhausted and his arms were sore with the stress.

Apart from that we enjoyed being with my son and his family again. They have moved into a lovely little village which even has a duck pond. Here are a few photos taken over the weekend.

looking for the ducks at the pond.
making an appearance thinking we might feed them
the lilacs in bloom in their garden
a laburnum in full bloom behind the old apple tree

Peterhead Harbour - boats in dry dock
gulls  - not sure what kind.
Wherever there is fish you find gulls so that would be down by the sea as seen here. You'd think! But, not this morning. No, they were in my front garden. I woke around 5am to the most awful screeching sound - I thought some poor wee creature was being murdered, but no, it was two gulls just having a conversation! I think the gales have forced them to move inland for shelter - but did they have to choose my garden : (

two thousand acres of sky
I'll leave you with another photo taken at the wind farm - isn't that sky is just glorious?

Nice to go away but also nice to be back.