John Wasn't
Sixty Years

Where did the Summer Go? 

Sitting here listening to the fireworks and the rain battering against the window it seems like summer is a long distant memory! We spent three weeks in the July and August touring Scotland, travelling all the way up to John O'Groats and the Isle of Skye. Our trusty Bongo didn't miss a beat, the weather was reasonably kind to us for the first two weeks but it went rapidly downhill the third week.

Skye was beautiful we found a lovely bay to wild camp in and the sunset that evening was stunning. Whilst on the island I visited the Shilasdair yarn company Geoff did a panorama inside the shop in which you can see what an ‘Aladdin’s Cave it was. The camping and Caravan club site on skye is right on the shore of Loch Greshornish.

We also spent a couple of nights at the Rosmarkie campsite on the shore of a half-moon bay on the Moray Firth which is a wonderful spot for Dolphin watching.

John O'Groats was so commercialised and really a disappointment. The shops were full of cheap foreign souvenirs. But I am determined to go back and take the ferry to the Orkneys.

As the weather began to worsen we rapidly headed Southwards calling in at Oban and Moffat on our way home. In all we covered over 2,500 miles so it was no surprise to find the bongo needed new brake pads!

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