Scotland 2005

Travelogue Scotland

July 2005

It was to be a trial! The three of us, Tina & I and our witness of marriage Charley, would be doing a roundtrip of Scotland together for the next two weeks. We landed in London-Stansted because the flight to Scotland would have cost us ten times as much! We drove to Glasgow in 7 hours time. It was damn hot – 35° C and we were totally worn out when we arrived! Our booked room had been given to some other people, “Oh, I’m sorry!” Well, he did get us another room just on the next block. The next day the temperature had dropped to 15° C and we started our sight seeing tour of Glasgow. It ended at 1 pm because it started raining cats and dogs, so that we just slipped into the next pub and had ourselves a Guinness or two…

The rain would cancel a lot of our planned activities during this vacation. It actually always hit us while we were visiting the most beautiful spots in Scotland. We wanted to get out of the car and feel the mystic magic of a stone circle on the Orkney Islands but the only thing we could do was actually take shelter behind the rocks! Driving along the Isle of Skye – the most beautiful place in Scotland in my opinion – it didn’t only rain – no, no – we had so much fog that we didn’t see anything at all – pretty depressing at times!

The pubs were fantastic and you could get Guinness everywhere – what a great country! And we did have our daily share – let me tell you! We also visited one distillery after another: Famous Grouse (Glen Turret), Macallan, Dalmore, Highland Park, and Talisker. Dalmore was the best of them all. The tour didn’t cost anything and you got to taste the whisky in all its different processing stadiums. Famous Grouse was something for „tourists“ – well, actually more for children...

We did get to hike once and promptly lost our way – well, only a little bit! On the day before last Tina and I had our best experience of the whole vacation together. We got to go horse riding on Clydesdales, although Max standing 18.3 hands high and weighing almost a ton could’ve easily been a Shire Horse! Oh my God - could he gallop – like a berserker – up to the Highlands, into the ocean and through the forest – the ground shook and trembled and my heart beat faster at the minute! Such power and glory! Annie from the Heavy Horses of Scotland had her fun with us. This horse ride was to change our further life – we decided to buy ourselves our own horse – a Shire Horse…

Scotland was more than great but I guess we won’t be visiting again due to the extreme crappy weather, although hiking on Islay from distillery to distillery would be kinda nice…

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