Apparently I kept the campsite awake with my snoring. Hard to believe I’d actually fallen asleep. Bleary eyed but materially more relaxed. Night 1 was a success. WE CAN DO THIS!!
The Beast packed and ready for the off heading for Barrow Campsite, Nairn.
Shrieks from the back as daddy spotted the first highland cow and what a handsome creature it was.
The Highlander Bakehouse for cookies the size of Sophie’s head and honey, the truly beautiful Balmoral castle for a stretch of the legs, lovely Tarmachen cafe for a pit stop and the STUNNING Cairngorms. The roads weaving their way through deserted ski resorts. A bit windy for the drone.
I haven’t practiced my Scottish accent yet…!!
Our pitch set up in the rather blowy Nairn. Sheltered by The Beast we prepped chicken fajitas that we gobbled down.
As heads hit the pillows, the locals enjoyed their firework display…
This morning started with a gorgeous call catching up with my brother who was delighted to hear of our adventures and asked Sophie to share the picture of the cow. A few minutes later…James Grimstead, you’re extraordinary!!
Next stop Brora…
Grim (on tour) up North 