Lochearnhead

This morning nearly all the vans left early. Why, because at eight o' clock the parking charges began. Before we left, having invested in parking time, we walked up to the supermarket for a couple of items. In a charity shop window, we saw a poster for a staff position. Everywhere we have visited whilst in Scotland there has appeared to be a shortage of staff. In the same shop a sign read, Summer, we sell brollies. Very apt for Scotland. 

Our first stop today was the Birk Falls at Aberfeldy. As we approached the town, we noticed a caravan park. Quick, turnaround Marge. Result. Five pounds paid and we were able to empty all our waste and refill with water. We were away from the west coast, suddenly the cost of this service had returned to a reasonable price.

The Birk Falls are famous for being a place of inspiration for the poet and lyricist Robert Burns. As we walked up through the mixed woodland, we could hear the water of the Moness Falls further on. Under foot a smattering of early fallen leaves not yet dry enough to be crisp and crackle underfoot marked the way. Don't look down was the advice to Angela high in the gorge. On second thoughts, come down here, you must take this photograph. The falls were pretty but not as spectacular as they will be in a few months' time after more rainfall and snow melt. Back at Marge we were able to sit out at a picnic table to eat our lunch, something we hadn't done for a long while. 

Mid-afternoon we stopped at the pretty village of Kenmore alongside Loch Tay.

 Then on to Killin where we managed to squeeze Marge in to a tight space so we could photograph the powerful waters of the Falls of Dochart. 

Tonight, we are parked with two other vans. This is the last stop before entering the Trossachs National Park where until the end of September you need to apply for a permit to stop overnight. 

Rest up Marge. Who knows what driving lies ahead for you tomorrow.