Muddy Marge, a compact camper with a loo, that's the best description of our new camper. We've been fortunate to be able to take all our meals outside so far, but realize we need to be more organized should we not be able to so.
After last night's storm, the new day dawned dry and warm. We purchased cray fish and cheese and pickle rolls along with a salmon roll (salmon in a thin rolled pastry...delicious) from the Loch Fyne deli and set off. Our drive alongside the Loch was beautiful. The waters calm, the mountains in the background tinged blue by the cloud hovering above them. The blue purple from thousands of bluebells along the verges were mesmerizing, Scotland in springtime, beautiful.
An impromptu stop in the village of Loch awe at St. Conan's Kirk broke our journey to Oban.
The magical Loch side setting was beautiful, the other visitors entertaining. There were French motorhomes everywhere. Large French motorhomes , 7.5 metres plus. Parking was limited, so you can imagine the chaos. And as in France, the wives stand behind them when their husbands are reversing!
Oban, as always was noisy and chaotic. The reason for our visit was to purchase a drone from Argos. Hopefully it will add exciting and fascinating footage to our blog.
This evening we are spending the night on a lovely campsite just outside Glencoe. The woodsmoke from the open fires we're allowed is playing havoc with Angela's chest, but despite this we cooked our meal on an open fire. The rain is once again upon us, but we are lucky to be able to sit out and enjoy the evening.
The plan for tomorrow is to take the ferry over to the island of Mull where we will stay for a few days. After three days of driving, we're really looking forward to slowing things down.