A quintessential Scottish fishing town, Oban plays host to island-hopping tourists and enthusiastic walkers. The buzzing harbour sees trawlers and ferries press past the island of Kerrera and on towards the Outer Hebrides.
If I could travel north every weekend, I would. And if I could choose, I’d go to Camusdarach beach, between the small settlements of Arisaig and Mallaig.
As the crow flies, the canal-side village of Crinan is just thirty miles from us. Unfortunately (fortunately, really!) we live on the west coast of Scotland. The spectacular scenery here – bending sea lochs and skyscraper mountains – doesn’t lend too well to tarmac additions. The road stretches for almost eighty miles. Limbs freeze inContinue reading “Crinan, Argyll: A back-in-time road trip”
It’s mid-March, end of the week. The car is scattered with birthday cake, a couple of rucksacks, walking boots, waterproof jackets. We’re heading up the south side of Loch Lomond, grey puffs in the sky slowly lifting as we fork left towards Oban. Four seasons in one day: windscreen wipers slice away hailstones; the nextContinue reading “A weekend escape to Oban, Argyll”