. . . . . . . . of Loch Lomond!
It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and the views I beheld this morning were indeed beautiful. The sun was shining, the clouds were high, mountains cast their shadows on other mountains, lochs glistened, foliage shimmered, colours were brilliant & just the smallest shift in light changed it all.
Unfortunately, conditions deteriorated as we left the Western Highlands. Dark clouds hovered, mist was frequent, the rain patchy. The banks of Loch Lomond were not so bonnie, but a timely arrival at Inveruglas gave us a photo of the loch & a cloud free look at the peak of Ben Lomond.
'Me boss di' i' I usually do i' bu' di'n 'ave the time as me dishwasher is no' workin' an' me coffee machine is no' workin' think i' 'as summin t' do wi' the wa'er pipes because nothin' i' workin' an' I 'ave t' do the washin' up an' if I gets a bus pullin' up I don' know 'ow I'm goin' t' manage I call' me boss bu' she's no' answerin' so I go' no time fer cookin'.' All I asked was, 'Di' ye mek the scoons lass?'
Our approach to Glasgow was a slow one. Traffic congestion associated with large cities is something we had forgotten about or perhaps cared not to remember. With mountains having long retreated and Glasgow behind us we returned to farming country - sheep, cattle, dairy, wind, tranquility!
Hexham was an unscheduled rest stop, but I'm pleased we happened upon this enchanting old town. Time permitted a visit to the market square, a Benedictine Abbey founded in 674 AD and the old gaol, which is the earliest recorded purpose built prison in England. It was built in 1330 to house the Archbishop of York's prisoners. My only wish was that we had been able to stay longer & explore further.
We have arrived Morpeth, Northumberland for a two night stopover.
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