After finishing breakfast and waiting for
the local toilets to open (yes this is what my life has come to), we headed
towards the town of Glencoe – another stop on Mums spiritual journey.
Walking through the woodlands near Glencoe. |
We left Mum to go into the visitor’s center
while Claire and I took a quick walk around the local area to stretch the legs
and get out of the van as we’d spent a considerable amount of time in it to
date. Glencoe is famous for the massacre of 45 McDonald scots back in 1692.
Mum enjoyed her time there thoroughly and
we then headed south towards the amazing town of Oban. Despite only being 5
days in, Mum was complaining about the need to do washing so we decided to
check into a camping ground and pay to stay.
It was a very good decision, as we came
across quite possibly the most picturesque caravan and camping ground I have
seen – and only £7 per person per night.
Another Scottish castle near Oban |
We quickly parked and setup and left Mum to
do her washing, while Claire and I headed off on a much needed bike ride around
town and the surrounding countryside.
Our evening was spent cooking up a
delicious chili marinara with local seafood (from the Tesco freezer), a few
glasses of the local beer and a stroll up to the top of the campgrounds looking
out over the loch and hilly terrain.
View from the top of one of the hills in the Oban camping ground. Photo was taken at 10:30pm at night! |
I also managed to pilfer a couple of bits
of timber to use as a motorbike ramp. A good day all rounds.
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