Scotland 2003

Scotland - Highlands

13.Day 

05.6.2003 - from Dufftown over Grampian Mountains to Breamar, Devil's Elbow, Scone Palace back to the ferry in Rosyth

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Here in Dufftown we get a breakfast in easily modified form. Everything very much lecker. We collect our stuff in and pack in such a way, which we must take in the evening on the ferry as little as possible also into the cab. Subsequently, it goes being prepared still for opposite lying gas station over for the today's day. It is our last day in Scotland and it expects us still some beautiful places to the conclusion.

We drive toward Tomintoul into the Grampian Mountains. On the way is still the Glenlivet Destillerie, which we use to a short Shopstop. We picked the guidance out, because today the schedule is important, since we do not want to miss our ferry. Thus move fast still a few Pounds over the counter and a few Mitbringsel into the suit-cases.

On our way to the south we come again by fantastic landscapes. Dip describe up, which is not suitable for long and heavy vehicles the road lying before us. We a little later cross an old Steinbrücke, which is so strongly curved in the vehicles with long wheel base would touch down.

We come by Breamar and by that resident ducks are only times stopped there. The beasts lungern like our city pigeons on the road around and fall themselves death-courageously before the vehicles. Whether the cook of the hotel before which we park repeatedly poultry on the map have? Who still Pound has converts it here in Souveniers.

The Devil's Elbow waits for us. This passport lies in the Scottish skiing area, where there are surprisingly even lift systems. The passport is appropriate for rum on 664m and the mountains drum reaches nearly 1000m. In a restaurant, where we strengthen ourselves with hot chocolate and cigarettes, pictures hang of deeply snow-covered winter landscapes on the walls. This passport is for us at the same time the parting from the Highlands. From now on it goes literally downhill, down into the lowlands.

The change of the landscape is also quite violent and quasi without transition. Gentle hills accompany us on a fantastic road by the Glen Shee after Blairgorie. It goes into small waves over the hills and one drives as in the dream. First signposts/guides after Perth emerge.

Briefly before we reach the city make we a excursion the Scone Palace, the most important Scottish Castle. It expects us a splendourful garden also freely running peacocks and royal mechanisms inside. Is also here photograph for 'safety reasons' forbidden. From time to time the Queen in this lock resides. In each area a leader is located to that us the special things in this area avowedly and also equal the people in the eye keeps. The splendour partly already is impressing. At the end of the rundgangs one the Shop for Souveniers expects also here. There the money eh all is leaves we it with a cup coffee and dte we regards still briefly outside again and to steer then briskly the parking lot.

Everything which now still before us is appropriate is the boring autobahn trip after Rosyth back to the ferry. Here again attention is demanded, because that has to really do nothing more with Highland single TRACK. Fortunately Michael drives again in front away and we only afterwards. The last 10 days did not have we us with LKW's rumaergern and wars now the full roar. Straight ones we arrive punctual at the ferry, must however nevertheless in the dust of the coal loading one hour wait next door the dispatching more than sluggishly run there. Each passenger car and live-mobilely examined in one resounds behind the dispatching. Motorradfahrer become durchgewunken. As much about security. Terrorists do not drive a motorcycle.

On board the ferry we have fortunately our cab with shower, which we need because of the coal dust also urgently. The remainder of the evening runs identically to the hinfahrt only with the small difference, which pluendert a franzoesiche youth troop the Buffet in wind hurry. The cooks are however on serrate and refill the leckeren things fast. The weather in Rosyth is very windy, thus it at the beginning of the travel a few small waves gives, but with reaching the open ocean the weather and we calm down have a calm passage. Still for a long time we see the railway bridge over the bay. We left Scotland finally.