The most important point to make about today is that the sky was a very strange colour this morning. I have a distant memory, from before we crossed the border into Scotland, that this colour may be referred to as…

I had difficulty sleeping last night. I was overexcited. It was just like one of those halcyon Christmas eve nights spent as a child being unable to sleep waiting for Santa Claus to make his unlikely entry down the chimney,…

As Guillaume’s very pleasant Scottish neighbours, the ones from Perth who added to the weight of opinion that Fort Dump was a William [:)], were packing to leave for home today, there was a glimmer of hope; I spotted a…

‘T was a reasonable morning in our adjusted reality – it wasn’t actually raining, though it looked as if it might at any moment. We needed a shopping visit so we could make a paella for Francine’s old college friend…

In my parlance, a good day is one with clear blue skies and, assuming summer, a warm temperature in the mid-20s centigrade. A quite nice day would be a dry day with scattered cloud and sunny intervals with a consequently…

Our bad weather pattern changed today – it got worse. The wind was piling the waters of Loch Linnhe into cresting waves which broke onto the pebbled shore of the loch. These pictures were taken in the early morning but…

We drove across Rannoch Moor and down through Glen Coe to get here. The rain that began as we drove up beside Loch Lomond had actually stopped but the clouds were what we now know to be their usually solid…

Guillaume’s neighbours to his right on the side of Loch Linnhe are Scots who live in Perth. During a natter with Francine, who at least speaks a little Scottish, occasioned by a shared interest in photographing the conditions on and…

As you can see from this Monday morning picture, the texture from yesterday evening’s moody grey skies had completely disappeared to be replaced by oppressive, featureless low cloud. This is the view from the right front quarter of Guillaume across…

Our next destination is another 200 miles further north at the Caravan Club site at Bunree, near Onich. Our site at Englethwaite Hall has been an interesting stopping off point. Englethwaite-Bunree seems to be a popular combination. As Francine was…