A Day of Discovery

I think that no matter where I am, or what I’m doing, September 11th is forever etched in my mind as a day we witnessed unthinkable horror.  Perhaps it is my generation’s Pearl Harbor. I just know that at some point on this day, every year since 2001, I have remembered how stunned and speechless…

Rerouting….

For anyone who has and uses GPS in their vehicles, you’ll likely be familiar with the sound of a Siri-like voice (or in our case “Sid”) chanting “rerouting” at you, when you deviate from her chosen course. On this day, (Monday September 10th), we didn’t need any help from Sid to tell us that some…

A Day of (almost) Complete Rest

As I noted in yesterday’s blog (Saturday September 8th), Mary and I had “hit a wall” from the pace we had been keeping, and we had decided to take our foot off the gas for a day.  That meant that today (Sunday the 9th) we slept until well past 8 AM (a rarity for us),…

“And Now for Something Completely Different”

Saturday morning in Stirling at the King Robert Hotel, and we once again kicked off our day with a Scottish breakfast, although we both picked at it, as it was a might bit greasy.  It didn’t seem to bother the locals, but its just not the way we normally eat.  Perhaps a scone a little…

Horsing around in Scotland

As we start our second full week in Scotland, we once again have a full Scottish breakfast at our B&B which sets us up well for the day’s adventures.  We’re finding that because of the sizeable breakfasts we eat, we’re often not hungry again til between 3 and 4 in the afternoon, and are just…

From Mary Queen of Scots to Dan Brown?

Day seven of our 2018 Scotland adventure and we kicked it off with another splendid B&B breakfast – this one served us to by Jane, our host at St. Ola in Jedburgh.  We were on our way shortly before 9, thankful for another positive experience afforded us by the “book em as we go” approach…

Three Abbeys in one Afternoon

In my previous post about our travels on Wednesday September 5th, I focused on our 2½ hour visit to Sir Walter Scott’s home – Abbotsford House, but that only told part of the story of our adventures for the day. You may recall that I noted the the name of Abbotsford House was in some…

Goodbye Robbie, Hello Sir Walter

As we reach the mid-point of our first full week on the road, (Wednesday September 5th), we continue to move eastward across the part of Scotland known as “the Borders”, and begin to leave Robbie Burns country behind. We had a remarkably comfortable night’s sleep in our quirky room at the Neidpath Inn in Peebles,…

Sunshine On Our Shoulders Makes Us Happy

I opened the curtains on this Tuesday morning (September 4th) to find sunshine beaming down on the cows that had awoken me with their morning moos, and it was such a welcome sight.  What a wonderful way for our day to begin, and after a great night’s sleep at the Riggs B&B, we were ready…

Rainy Days and Mondays…..

Its Monday September 3rd, and it is still raining.  I’m getting a little tired of hearing things like “oh you’re from Vancouver, so you must be used to this”, or “too bad you weren’t here in August, it was gorgeous”.  We’ve also hear a lot of “that’s a shame about the rain, September’s aren’t usually like…

Raindrops Keep Falling On Our Head

Its Sunday September 2nd, and our underwhelming stay at the Crown Hotel in Newton Stewart ends with a breakfast that was so greasy, Mary commented that she’d probably need to go on cholesterol medication as soon as we get home – this from a lady who eats much healthier than almost anyone I know.  Not…