Through the Highlands on to Dornoch!
Trip Start Sep 03, 2007
10Trip End Sep 14, 2007
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Once I had enough time to clean out my pants I was able to stop and take some good pictures of the countryside
P.S. The lamb chops were delicious.
No, no - that last bit was a joke, but I could see it happening. Further along the land changed from farmland to heathland, with mountains in the background. I finally got to Pitlochry and unlatched my white knuckles from the steering wheel in time to get on the A9, otherwise known as the "Road of Death." It is the deadliest road in Scotland. Why? BECAUSE PEOPLE PASS AT ANY TIME!!!! You have to pay attention for cars coming at you in your lane. They just don't care. They will zip in just at the last second - quite exhilarating. (I soiled my armor! I did it again!!) Right above Pitlochry was the "Queen's View", a viewpoint over Loch Tummel. This was not named after an English queen as you may expect, but after Robert the Bruce's wife. Even though it was overcast, it was simply another indescribable view
I stopped at a small cafe called Rialta Cafe where I was able to finally send an email to people to let them know I still existed, had some coffee and a snack for some energy. For the first time in my trip it started to rain, although it was very light mist. I pushed on through the Highlands and passed through Inverness. Over the Moray Firth, onto the Black Isle (actually a peninsula), over the Cromarty Firth, and then finally through Tain and over the bridge towards Dornoch. The bridges over the firths are impressive, as they are usually a mile long, but they give a tremendous viewpoint of the countryside up the firth/river. I arrived in Dornoch around 2:30 and met Marrell, operator of the Amalfi B&B. I also met Bruce and Jodi, the two black labs who make Amalfi their home (one of the reason I wanted to stay here). They are two big softies who love attention and belly rubs. The moment you walk into the hall Bruce rolls over onto his back and looks up at you like . . ."WELL! Get on with it!"
I changed and walked up to the clubhouse of the Royal Dornoch Golf Club which was all of 300 yards away (another reason why I wanted to stay at Amalfi). I was able to get a tee time at 4:10pm