The Boat Hotel
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- Room service
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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TravelPod Member ReviewsThe Boat Hotel Boat of Garten
The room was lovely but the breakfast was a shambles
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The day was alternatively sunny and showery. The landscape is getting much more dramatic too. Our route is now heading along the North Sea coast. Steve saw seals sunbathing on the beach as he was riding along and we saw signs for Otters by the road too. Luckily I haven't seen any signs for deep fried Mars bars though nor have seen pipers playing …
... Scots. The battle itself was fought on 15 April 1746, was over in less than an hour and resulted in the deaths of about 50 English soldiers and between 1210 and 1500 Jacobites. (The Jacobites were Scottish men who banded together as an army over many years to fight the English and reinstate a Stuart King on the English throne.).
After we had looked at the exhibitions in the visitor centre we walked around the battlefield ...
... in Ireland and Bushmills in Northern Ireland. Now that I am in the Scottish Highlands there are a plethora of single malt distilleries to choose from.
While on the Isle of Skye we visit the Talisker Distillery. Like other distillers in this western island region, their whisky has a very distinctive peat flavor. Being in a bay along the coastline, their peat is ...
... the pin at the 16th...
Back to the house for the main event, the meal and prize giving.
AF won golfer of the week and well deserved that was....
lost ball champion once more!!! 25 this year... To be fair, only about ten were nought the rest found whilst looking for mine...
lots of discussion about next year as it's the 20th anniversary.... I wait with breath baited!!
... height: 15.86px;">So perhaps I was vulnerable…like a small, red squirrel that’s just had her stash of winter nuts stolen, been knocked off her tree, lost half her tail fur and become maybe slightly desperate for affection. In any case, I did end up embroiled in a rather turbulent affair with this very Sicilian, very bankrupt bar-owner, who managed the café with his sister; both earning for their mother who had run away from their disloyal, gambling father to ...