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| Lindisfarne boaty cabins |
As we head slowly back to Cornwall we’ve agreed that we will
definitely be travelling back to Scotland in Dickie again. After the Outer Hebrides
and a night stop at a gorgeous beach in Ardmair, just outside Ullapool, we
drove across to Braemar. The forests around there are similar to how it would
have looked just after the Ice Age with thousands of birch trees and juniper
bushes interspersed with heath land. We were lucky enough to be caught in a
mini-gale and were rained upon by a flurry of tiny birch leaves which freaked
Hugo out totally.
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| Ardmair |
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| The Autumn Leaves |
We’re now heading down through Yorkshire having spent a couple
of nights wildcamping in Northumberland. We were a little disconcerted to come
out of the Elk’s Head pub in Whitfield the other night to the sight of a chap
whipping his shotgun out of his car boot. Luckily we’d been informed there was
a hunt on the next day or we’d have picturing ourselves on the next episode of
Crimestoppers. Lindisfarne was a surprise as we were expecting a calm spiritual vibe but we actually found a penis made of rocks at the base of the castle - who'd have thought!
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| Lindisfarne Phallus - no I did not make this |
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| Crossing the sea to Lindisfarne in Dickie |
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| Lindisfarne Castle |
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| Stone statues on the beach |
It looks like we’re following the route of the Yorkshire
Tour de France as there are many yellow bikes along the way. Last night was a stopover
at The Swan Pub in Addingham which, Graham informs me, did a great pint of
beer. Unfortunately it was not serving food so we ate at the very popular
Craven Heifer which, although not very cheap, served very good food with great
service.
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| Mr Fluffy gets a bit more fluff than he bargained for |
Having driven through the slightly less bucolic outskirts
of Bradford (along the excitingly named Godwin Road) we were pleased to arrive
in the spa town of Buxton. The campsite is within walking distance to the town through a
lovely wood. It looks like snow out there so we’re hunkered down in Dickie
awaiting a turn in the weather.
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| The Lovely Godwin Road |
Tomorrow Dovedale - if the weather holds out.
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