I trust you have read the first part of this blog Scotland NC500 and more, week 1, and you pick up our trip as we leave Inverewe gardens.
Our Saturday night was spent at Ullapool. where the site is right next to the town, on the shoreline. There is a walk down to the shore where the Puils had a great time running through the dunes.
The views from the site are spectacular, especially under the clear blue skies.
We ate fish and chips on the shore in the sunshine.
The coast road then follows a B road around the next part, and rejoins the A road near Unapool. For the past few days we had been kept company by drivers following the ‘Knights of the Islands 2019’ road trip, with their vehicles all over 20 years old.
We met some on various site and view points.
This had to be my favourite beach, with wild waves crashing on looming rock, and 2 crazy beasts dashing around like loons.
No wonder the van is full of sand! But I declared this our Happy Place and would happily have stayed all day/week.
After a morning bacon buttie, and another visit to the beach, we took the short trip to a nearby beach where enterprising souls had set up a Zip wire across the bay.
We had to have a go!
Adrenaline fix over, we continued along the top of Scotland, with wilder scenery but still many great beaches.
Then we continued to the real top of Scotland, to Duncansby head, with its lighthouse, and true end of the country feel.
There were many people looking out for Dolphins and whales, but we didn’t see any. However, 2 Orca were spotted from the ferry here the very next day.
Thurso Bay site was yet another shore site, this time with steep cliffs down to the beach, and a short walk into town. We also found that the nearby Lidl was open on a Sunday evening, so restocked our cupboards.
From here, everything goes downhill, or South anyway.
The coastline down the east of Scotland Highlands is more about the fishing industry, with Herring harbours and fish farms.
One delight was Dunrobin Castle, this one is not a ruin, but a fairytale castle.
The road crosses some spectacular bridges, and the scenery changes constantly. However, drizzle was starting to arrive after a quick visit to Inverness.
Our next 2 nights were in Glenmore near Aviemore. I was expecting a small quiet site in the Forest, as this is run by Camping in the Forest, a joint venture between Forestry Commision and the Camping and Caravanning Club, but this was the largest site we visited,and we were close to a shop and bar. It was also raining, and our pitch was a puddle. The site was quiet and the staff very friendly and helpful.
To cheer us up, we spotted a red squirrel a few feet from the van, but he scuttered off before I could grab my camera.
Determined not to let this weather stop us, we cooked a hearty meal onboard Connie, and the next morning the rain stopped for long enough for us to walk around the Loch, and after lunch at the non-dog friendly visitor centre, we walked up to the green loch, An Lochan Uaine, despite the shower that turned into rain.
A quick visit into Aviemore before we set off, and the weather brightened as we headed south.
We crossed the new Forth bridge, but panels along the bridge prevented any reasonable photos.
In bright warm sunlight we reached Dunbar. The site is high on hills past the town, with great views across. We quickly emptied the wet awning and dogs beds, towels etc. out onto the bank and with a stiff breeze, soon had everything dry again, while a skylark sang away just above our heads.
The site has its own small castle
and a walk from the back of the site takes you to the lighthouse.
As the site was not in town, we went into Dunbar the next morning, and I love the place.
It has a great little castle, very cleverly upgraded with information and gardens, and a small amphitheater where they hold concerts, a working harbour, and other interesting shops and buildings.
Next stop was St Abbs, with the intention of another lighthouse visit, but we decided against the walk round, and just visited the harbour and shops instead.
Lunch at the cafe near the car park, and off on the road again.
We followed the coast road down past the wonderful Northumberland castle of Bamburgh, Dunstanburgh and Alnwick, and views across to the Farne Islands and Holy island. A leg stretch and run on Seahouses beach refreshed us all.
From there it was a walk on Seaham beach, where I had stiff competition for my sea glass collecting, but still managed a few very pretty items. Ian said most people on the beach had their heads down.
Further research says this is one of the worlds best sea glass beaches, as a glass factory used to sit at the top of the cliff and multicoloured waste scraps were thrown away into the sea. I didn’t find any of these wonderful, prices, but I will return to this beach whenever I can.
And then through the Yorkshire moors and home. Two happy sunwashed humans and 2 sandy happy tired Pulik, with loads of great memories and many photos.
One thing I failed to mention is that at almost every site and pit stop we heard cuckoos calling, and skylarks were everywhere.
But we must start planning our next trip with Connie already, once we have removed the sand from inside Connie and the dead flies from the windscreen.
Shardlows Highs 