Milarrochy Bay, Loch Lomond

This time last year we were in Albuferia, Portugal. What a difference a year makes. As much as Marge wished we could have chased the sun this year, she understands why she can't. We don't mind, as long as we have Marge we can travel. Angela read yesterday that campervans are for young people and motorhomes for the over seventies. What a nonsense, we have seen hundreds of vans and can tell you this theory does not apply.

Whilst we breakfasted this morning a robin hopped up to our open door and gave us its best begging face. John gave it a few crumbs of bread. After a restful day yesterday and a good night's sleep we were on the road again. This time we were heading for Loch Lomond, travelling from Glencoe and over Rannoch Moor, a landscape of waterfalls, moors and mountains, cloud, mist and rain.

The drive is so popular that the traffic was heavy most of the way, but the road was wide and fairly well maintained so it wasn't a bad drive. Whenever we stopped to photograph, many other people did as well, the word was out, Marge was in the area, if you're lucky she'll mention you in her wee bloggie.

Which she will, if you arrive with a tour bus, and whilst your passengers are busy photographing you clear up all the rubbish by previous visitors. Scotland is rugged, stunning, beautiful and romantic, not a place to throw rubbish out at any opportunity. Why would you want to spoil it?

Stopping at Crianlarich for lunch, the sun decided to make an appearance, but the cloud was constantly chasing it. A few miles on we stopped at The Falls of Falloch.

The power and noise of the falls was incredible.

Then a stop at Tarbert to use a service point for campervans. Our pooper had peaked, and we were glad to have heard about this facility. Unfortunately, some people do not know how the emptying of a chemical toilet works, and there was some mess around, probably from some of the hire vans, although we couldn't be sure. By, the time we arrived at Loch Lomond the weather had changed, the sun was warm and the sky blue. We had to drive along the western shore before then driving back up the eastern shore to our overnight stop. The drive was challenging to say the least, but well worth it.

Tonight, Marge is looking across the loch. There are quite a few vans here, despite a 'no overnight parking' sign. We think this only applies until the end of September. We sat on the shore along with many other people, had a drink, and watched the sun dip behind the mountains. As the light faded the bats came out to feed, darting this way and that to catch a meal. The views here are sublime. They are one step on from the guide book. We hope the weather will be fine in the morning so we can enjoy more of this idyllic spot.