NOT DUNROAMIN

DAY TWO 12-02-10

As a Doctor Who fan and fan of time travel in general. I never expected to be transported back to the seventies during our stay in Bonar Bridge. But no, our hotel is firmly entrenched in the days of wide lapels and flairs. I fully expected Inspector Reagan to burst in stating 'we're the Sweeney son and we ain't had no breakfast'. The heating is non existent and condensation runs down the bedroom window all day. The cold and damp has eaten into the fabric of the dwelling and it eats into the bones of soft southerners too. Truly reminiscent of days of yore.

Rob and an eskimo

After an excellent breakfast we set off with Rob for a guided tour of his favourite areas. We passed through Lairg, following Loch Shin Our first stop was at Merkland where we spotted some deer grazing amongst the heather and lichen.

Patrick, landlord of The Scourie Inn

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Rob as usual was in fine form, what he does not know about nature and animal life in most areas you can write on a postage stamp. So he constantly regailed us with a mixture of facts and local folklore. I must must confess that at one stage, sitting in the front of his 4x4, I nodded off. This was not due to the conversation but to the two pints of excellent ale consumed at lunchtime at The Scourie Hotel courtesy of hosts Patrick and Judy. This day was truly excellent and photos fom it can be found on my Picassaweb site.