Over the Skye Bridge and home.

Shall we make this the last holiday post, I think so. I got off the boat at Uig, and drove down through Skye. The weather was not too good. I had wanted to walk over the Skye Bridge, and on the way up there I saw a possible parking place to enable me to do that. It was a small town, and wasn't that close to the bridge to be honest. There was nowhere closer to park. 

I pulled into the car park at Kyleakin and took a photo. The bridge was shrouded in mist. I decided that the views were not going to be good if I walked over it, so I gave it a miss. 

I had a little bimble around the town while I was there. This was pretty impressive. Three wind turbine blades loaded onto the vessel Fluvius Kenn. I don't know if it was on an outbound or an inbound journey. There was no one to ask. 

There is a lorry parked by the side of it, and a crane waiting. Are they going to unload it, or have they just loaded it. According to Marine Traffic the ship is currently in port at Marin, Spain. It was built in 1991 and sails under the flag of Barbados. More information is available on Marine traffic but there is a charge to join. 

Next to the dock is the railway station. The Royal Scotsman is parked here. 

The station platform is reflected in the dining carriage window. Tables are set. 

I've been checking out the prices on the web site. The cheapest is £3,800 for a two night trip in a twin cabin. I don't think this will be going on my bucket list. 

I filled up with petrol for my journey home, and set off down the A87. I had no idea where I would be stopping, but I rather fancied the idea of getting a room. I would drive until I had enough then look for a B & B.

Through Invergarry, keep going. Turn right on the A82, through Spean Bridge. I thought Fort William would be a good place to stop, but 'No Vacancies' signs told me to carry on a bit further. Glencoe looked promising, no B & B vacancies so I looked at a camp site. Big sign, full up. Crianlarich might be good, nope, camp site full, didn't see anything. By now I had had enough of driving, so I looked for a layby. Found one. That's it. Another night in the car. That's the good thing about taking your bed with you. Park up anywhere. 

The rest of it was pretty straight forward, get on the M9 motorway at Stirling, and head south. I hit home at 6pm. All is well, cats pleased to see me. 

Thanks for sticking with me to the end. I write this as a record of memories for me to look at when I am old and grey. I think if I was coming up here again, I might stay on the mainland, and visit Skye. 

A bit overcast outside today. I might go a walk this afternoon. The days are getting shorter, I still need to get out. We'll catch up soon. Toodle pip.   ilona