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For a long time we had been saying that the first summer holiday that our daughter didn’t want to come with us we would hire a mobile home and travel round Scotland. Well, this was that holiday. We rented in Harrogate where we have family on the basis that it would be an opportunity to see them and to reduce the journey to the start of our adventure. We headed off in slight trepidation, not having expected it to be quite as long or wide, but it was well equipped and comfortable and we were in high spirits. It’s fair to say that we had some mishaps with the vehicle, but nothing that stopped us enjoying our experience,  travelling through breathtaking scenery and fascinating history.

Our route evolved somewhat as we went along and we only stayed one night in any one place, in total travelling 900 miles in 8 days: Tuesday from Harrogate to stay with friends in Glasgow, Wednesday on up the west side of Loch Lomond, through Glencoe and stayed at our first campsite overlooking Loch Leven, Thursday up to Fort William, past Ben Nevis, on up through Fort Augustus and passed Castle Urquart to the campsite at Drumnadrochit on Friday night.  We had really wanted to stop in Fort Augustus to see the locks and swing bridge between the Caledonian Canal and Loch Ness, but hadn’t been able to find a big enough space in the carpark. So on Saturday we returned and booked in to the campsite in the town in order to explore. On Sunday we continued to retrace our steps south west to Bridge of Spean before heading east passed the very impressive Dunwhinnie distillery to Pitlochry. I remembered visiting the fish ladder and dam there in the late 1970s whilst staying in a holiday cottage outside Crieff. They were just as impressive as an adult. Having spent the night just down river from the dam we continued east via Perth, Dundee, across the Tay Bridge, through St Andrews to the beautiful fishing village of Crail where we spent a perfect last night on a pitch looking out over the sea to the island of St May. In the morning we watched the little fishing boats being buffeted by the seas as they made there way back to the safety of the harbour before heading for Edinburgh and a night with some more old friends.