Continued from Digital Nomads & British Vacation - Part 1…
Our Scotland adventure began in Glasgow, where we stayed in the conveniently located Theater District. We enjoyed walking and driving throughout the city, appreciating the architecture and the Kelvingrove Museum where we took in an organ recital and the impressive and eclectic collections. Glasgow also made for a good base from which to work remotely and in close proximity to Edinburgh, Stirling, and Loch Lomond & The Trossachs National Park.
Finding a bluebell carpeted wood was high on our list of sights to see, but there's always an element of uncertainty with wildflowers and 2018 was a disappointing year for bluebells in Scotland. We had seen some small patches in gardens, but nothing close to a bonafide "carpet", so we made the trek to The Trossachs National Park with tempered expectations. Our first stop was Glen Finglas. From the parking lot, you could see some bluebells in the distance, but it was a bit disappointing. Talking to some locals, they pointed us to a nearby path. After a very short walk, we entered the woods and ... WOW! Bluebells as far as the eye can see! Turns out it was an exceptionally good year for bluebells, and we were treated to impressive patches around nearly every corner of the drive through Loch Lomond & The Trossachs National Park and many other parts of Scotland. Still, nothing compared to our first breathtaking encounter with the bluebells at Glen Finglas.
Isle of Iona, thought to be the birthplace of Christianity in Scotland, is where St. Columba, an Irish nobleman and monk, established a monastic settlement in 563 AD that evangelised large parts of Scotland and the north of England and became an important centre of European Christianity. In the Middle Ages it became the site of a Benedictine abbey, and over the centuries it has attracted many thousands of people on their own pilgrim journeys. Our pilgrimage was much easier than those in the Middle Ages. It consisted of a 44-mile scenic drive from Fort William to Oban; a 46-minute car ferry to the Isle of Mull; a wonderful 34-mile drive across Mull; and a 4-minute passenger ferry to the Isle of Iona. The incredibly varied landscape of Mull, from pristine waters to otherworldly rocky hills, was only surpassed by the sight of pairs of golden eagles and white-tailed sea eagles soaring in the blue skies above.
We found Iona to be a tranquil and peaceful island. The small number of motorized vehicles allowed certainly contributed to this feeling. Inside the abbey itself, we sensed a seriousness of spirit, almost demanding a strong reverence towards God. In contrast to this seriousness were the playful and sweet juvenile highland cattle we saw elsewhere on the island, especially the one pictured in our Scotland album, who strutted towards us with his backlit golden locks and seemed to enjoy posing for pictures. Here he is scratching his face against a fencepost.
Cary was excited for the opportunity to explore the Isle of Skye, the largest of the Inner Hebrides islands, with its truly captivating and awe-inspiring scenery. Pictures can't capture the scale and grandeur of the magnificent sheer cliffs, the dramatic rock formations, the imposing mountain peaks, and the vast uncluttered, uncrowded, beautiful beaches, but Cary sure tried (994 times). Skye is rather beloved by tourists and photographers, making some areas a little congested at times, but we were able to find uncrowded, yet stunningly scenic places. It was spectacular! Not only were we able to avoid the people, but we were also able to avoid the midges. We were warned that midge (tiny biting insects) season starts in earnest in May, and have seen some disturbing images of midge covered photographers (really covered), so we were thrilled to not have seen or felt a single one.
From Isle of Skye, we made our way to the Northern Highlands. Cary thoroughly enjoyed driving the single-track roads in this remote region of the country and marveled at the picturesque views of mountains, beaches, moors, and crystal clear lochs (lakes), rivers, and sea - especially Oldshoremore Beach, which at low tide is so expansive, with only a handful of people dotting the landscape. Its clear, turquoise water rivals the best tropical beaches we've seen. Cary was mesmerized by the amazing green-blue hue of Gairloch Bay under cloud cover, while the low tide at Sango Sands in Durness revealed Lewisian Gneiss boulders and monoliths strewn across the sand that Cary found fascinating. Durness was the farthest point north we reached, at a latitude of 58.5N. We stayed overnight in Tongue, which is a little farther south at latitude 58.6N. This was the shortest night we have ever experienced; only 4 hours and 51 minutes of darkness.
On our way from Tongue to Aberdeen we stopped at Chanonry Point with hopes of sighting the chubby Moray Firth dolphins; the largest (up to 14 feet / 1/2 ton), most northerly bottle-nosed dolphins in the world with an extra thick layer of blubber to help insulate them from the cold North Sea. During the Spring and Summer, the dolphins feed on Atlantic salmon which migrate through the Moray Firth to the Ness and Beauly rivers. The firth narrows considerably at Chanonry Point which makes for it really easy for the dolphins as they can just wait for the salmon to come to them. While watching a dolphin pod swim through the firth, a couple of them surfaced about 20 feet in front of us as we watched from the shore. Nothing remotely as impressive as the picture on the left from the visitor display taken by Charlie Phillips, but it was still pretty cool to see.
Following Chanonry Point, we saw a bit of Inverness, Loch Ness, and the Cairngorms National Park on our way to Aberdeen. In Aberdeen we relaxed and recuperated from all the travel, driving, packing, unpacking, walking, walking, and more walking. Though we did do a lot of laundry - actually not a lot of laundry, just a lot of loads in the very small, very slow UK washer / "dryer". The residential washer / dryers in the UK (at least the three we encountered) are a single unit without a dryer vent. No vent combined with the high humidity means drying times are very, very long. Other than the dryer, the expansive one-bedroom apartment in a Grade B listed Scottish building from 1903 overlooking the River Dee was a dream.
Our last stop before returning to London was Keswick, situated on the North shore of Derwentwater, in the Lake District. Jane, one of the owners of the B&B we stayed at, is a landscape artist. She recommended some wonderful, charming, beautiful, easy to access, yet off the beaten path, locations that we thoroughly enjoyed away from the throngs of tourists. She even gave us the best days/times to visit to avoid the crowds. Thanks to Jane we had leisurely and relaxed day trips that included Faeryland at Grasmere, Rydal Hall Garden, The Grot at Rydal Hall (view from inside The Grot pictured on the left), Honister Pass, Buttermere, and Whinlatter Pass. The Grot at Rydal Hall was used by artists William Turner and John Constable, and described in a poem by William Wordsworth.
“…a small cascade
Illumes with sparkling foam the twilight shade
Beyond, along the visto of the brook
Where antique roots its bustling path o’erlook
The eye reposes on a secret bridge
Half grey, half shagg’d with ivy to its ridge.”
- William Wordsworth, 'An evening walk', 1793
Finally, after 19 days we were back in London. Staying in a quiet, but still centrally located flat in Kentish Town, Lynda was happy to be able to unwind, while enjoying being back in her favorite city. She's much more of a city, indoor girl after all. Cary was happy to see The Shard and St. Paul's Cathedral again and rekindle his obsession with his favorite cheese toasty. He was even happier when he got to see London from the 35th floor of The Shard. We both enjoyed our inaugural visit to Queen Mary's Rose Gardens and The Garden of St. John's Lodge in Regent's Park. Another first for us was visiting the Saint Dunstan in the East Church Garden, which seems to be a very popular site for photo shoots due to its atmospheric backgrounds. One of our favorite perks of the flat was the highly entertaining family of foxes that visited the backyard.
Along the journey, we saw lots of castles / ruins, including Ardvreck Castle, Broadway Tower, Calda House, Castle Stalker, Castle Varrich, Dunnottar Castle, Duart Castle, Dunnottar Castle, Dunvegan Castle, Edinburgh Castle, Eilean Donan Castle, Glamis Castle, Inverlochy Castle, Inverlochy Castle Hotel, Inverness Castle, Sizergh Castle, St Andrews Cathedral, Stirling Castle, and Wray Castle.
Here is the gallery of pictures from England.
Here is the gallery of pictuers from Scotland.
Unfortunately, Google My Maps does not allow sufficient layers/locations to map routes for the entirety of our time in Britain, so it's split into two.
Here is the Interactive map for the England Portion of the map below.
Here is the interactive map for the Scotland portion of the map below.
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