Scotland Roadtripping III

The sun has got his hat on as we wave bye bye to Oban and hit the winding road again, this time heading northwards to another whisky destination. Trailing round the castle speckled coast passed Fort William and Mallaig and everywhere inbetween, then a hop on the ferry takes us to the Isle of Skye. Major food highs here from 50p oysters and excellent fried breakfast with a loch side view, as well as dramatic scenery highlights.

We filled the days with black sand beach walking, rock roaming and of course eating. We munched our way round Portree to Talisker. Happily stumbling across the odd local gem like the oyster sorting shed in Talisker,  selling oysters for a pittance, served straight up or embellished with a dash of Tobasco if you wished.

When not eating we scooted around from in search of sheep skin rugs, picking up harris tweed scarves and stocked up on Aran jumpers from raiding the odd local chazza shop. Also soaked up a little sun on the northern part of the island at Coral Bay with its sub tropical looking beach and crystal waters, I learnt the hard way however inviting the lapping sapphire waves may be we are still nearer the north pole than the equator! Making the most of the sea we dabbled in a bit of fishing, where I proved to turn around the fishing dry spell and caught the first pollock in over a week!

With our island adventure drawing to a close we set off for a lunchtime treat, to The Three Chimneys. With over full bellies we crossed back over to the main land for a quick stopover in Loch Ness then with sad faces, but relieved arteries we headed through the patchwork rapeseed fields to the Granite City.

Every route is a scenic route - Oban to Isle of Skye
Buttercups
Portree harbour / Ragged rock cliffs
Adidas, grey marl and black sand / Pebble beach
Waterfall /Walking
Cuillin mountain range / The Pollock
Loch side reading / Loch side Full Scottish, you've gotta love the green
Coral Bay and Harris Tweed / Cows on the beach
Homeward bound - yellow rapeseed fields

After clocking up over 900 miles, 4 full Scottish breakfasts, a dozen of castles, 3 chippers visited and dozens of Negroni's later it's back to the big smoke. All I can say is "Visit Scotland!"