There is much spectacular scenery and many tranquil places in Scotland, to us Ardtoe is one of them. Always beautiful, always quiet. But we've stayed here a few times now, so after taking advantage of the unlimited fresh water available by the old fisherman's shed to catch up on our washing, we decided to move a little nearer to Mallaig. But every stopping place was either too near the road, or already occupied by a person living in a van or caravan. Perhaps we should have stayed at Ardtoe. Fortunately John discovered that the beach car park at Morar allowed vans to stay overnight at a cost of ten pounds.
Ten pounds well spent we think. Arriving just after lunch we waited patiently for someone to leave then bagged a space. Toilets open twenty-four hours, always a bonus, and a walk through some trees to a beautiful vast beach of silver sand made us glad we'd made the decision to move.
All day Muddy Marge has been admired. Cool camper. Cool truck. And from a five year old boy. I like your cool car. It's official, she's cool.
Many people ask us where we're journeying to. We're not sure. Perhaps our answer should be, no destination, is the destination.
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