Ok chaps, we've got a warm front heading this way but we're not sure that we want your heat. The wind has dropped and all things are going as should be and the trips are up and running at last. We had 2 days when the wind was relentless followed by 2 days when we could only operate in the morning. On the plus side the photo opportunities have been brill.
Last night we went to a folk concert in the village hall featuring the Tannahill Weavers and to be honest they were really good although I thought that the bagpipes could have benefitted from not having a microphone! How many cats can you strangle at maximum volume!! All in all a good night though and we thought that Steve and his squeeze box could have added something to it tho. Met Mr Sutherland this morning, one of the old timers in the area with an accent so broad he was speaking a different language, and he is a really nice chap who asked me where I came from and when I replied looked wistfully into the far distance to the south and said "Well that'll be a long way away then"
Jo has been travelling around the area with Elspeth so here's the bit you've been waiting for!!
More driving for the NHS worker today! A trip over to Golspie for for Elspeth a staff meeting and some CPD with a couple of patients to visit in the afternoon. I had a great morning pottering about Golspie , a linear scottish town on the East Coast road between Inverness and Wick. It has a promenade that overlooks the entrance to the Moray Firth – way on the horizon! The houses of the main street back onto the seafront and I noticed that their back gates were protective metal storm gates. Presumably it gets a bit fierce here at high tide. I visited a very informative Mineral and Fossil exhibition at the far end of the town. There was so much information- too much to take in. I looked in the giftshop to find a simple idiots guide to geology and rocks of the area but came away disappointed. Dornoch proved an interesting place with large imposing yellow stoned merchant style houses and a Jail. The Jail has been revamped as an outlet store selling all nice things scottish and countryfied. There were a couple of coaches parked in the town square so quite a tourist trap. I only had time to venture out towards the sandunes and the beach. The dunes supported a large static caravan site and a very exposed windy golf course.
We took the opportuntiy for a brief visit 'across the bridge' to Tesco before starting the long trek home. The rain and mist came to meet us as we moved north into the harsher lands of the north highlands. The mist and fog swirled around the car slowing our progress. We had already encountered the thundering fish lorry but sheep have no foglights and were quite difficult to spot. They seemed to be disorientated by the fog and happy to use the road more than usual. Visibility cleared as we dropped down along side the Kyle and followed the road to Durness.
PS the cat is back as you can see but covering its modesty this time!!
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