Driving through Glencoe

We left Stirling and headed for Fort William where we would spend the night. Two hours of drive (said the “Lola”) lay ahead of us to reach the highlands. Finally we would get there and see if all the fuss about them was true. What can I say, it was!

The road took us through the Loch Lomond and The Trossachs National Park, Glencoe and then up to Fort William. After driving for just a bit we needed to make another stop to refuel on tea and sweets to get going for the rest of the drive. We had the good fortune to do so near Rob Roy’s grave at Mhor 84 motel. From the road it hadn’t looked like much but once we entered we were in a different world. Enticing cakes and sweets and a decor to die for.

Mhor 84 Motel

meringue with chantilly cream @Mhor 84 Motel

selfie @Mhor 84 Motel

Thus energized we headed back on the road to enjoy the scenery in the ever darkening sky. Rain was definitely in the air and we didn’t really know how long it would take overall. With a lot of photo stops to capture the ever more impressing landscape it had been a good idea to stop for tea early on.

We arrived in the dark at the Cruachan Hotel and even though it looked great online, the rooms had more of hostel charm to me. Not that it’s a bad thing but then I want to pay only the hostel price. Cruachan by the way was the battle cry of Clan Campbell.

Cruachan Hotel @Fort William

After a quick dinner at the local Tavern in Fort William which for me constisted of haggis with neeps and tatties, I fell into bed exhausted. Not sure why because I didn’t do much more than sit in the car. Must have been all the fresh air. Yours, Pollybert

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