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Travel Blogs from Gairloch
... I walked the first section of this road it was now much busier, with many camper-vans and motorcyclists. The latter were most often in groups of three or more, and displaying foreign plates. There was one short but heavy shower of rain in the morning but there was sunshine too and I soon dried out after a soaking.
At lunchtime I arrived in Applecross village. It was busy with the aforementioned vehicles and their leather-clad riders in search ...
... my book and ended up in the nice café with a tea.
We met up later that night too as we were going to a Ceilidh!!
And dance we did! Within the first few moments we had made friends with an American couple, and I had found the lovely Ann who I had met at the music earlier.
We danced, and I found my incredible dance partner James who filled me ...
... the highlands, looking at the scenery and for me, dealing with a temperamental horse who had a strong desire to trot.
It was great though.
We were about to get a taxi back to Portree when the lady who ran the stables said she was going into town and offered to give us a lift. Very kind of her and saved us a quid or two!
... on it. Times change for the better in this instance. From the castle we saw the most incredible view of Loch Maree. I had to pull over and take a picture but was soon reminded by Gail that other pressing matters needed attention (her desire to visit a place of public convenience) so off we went. Finally we made it to our new camp site where we have a fantastic view of the ocean from Big Sand at the mouth of Loch Gairloch. The weather was most cooperative ...
... two dimensional painting. In Poolewe, we also pause to inspect a graveyard which claims to have a Pictish cross and various other ancient headstones including a font said to cure warts. In truth there is not much to see here. We do find the font but don't bother to dip anything into the green water, not that either of us have any warts! We retrace our journey back to camp up from Poolewe, through the magnificent moorland plateau, and then steeply back down to ...