Showing posts with label UK 2012. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UK 2012. Show all posts

Sunday, September 9, 2012

End Credits

Thanks to:
New Garmin GPS- for always taking us down Interesting roads we may not have discovered on our own, even if you disagreed with our choice of scenic routes to St. Anthony. Also, thanks for automatically re-routing us around snarly traffic on the way to the airport.

Our Ford S-Max rental car- for the nice ride even on challenging roads and wet conditions. If they made you in the US (with the steering wheel properly on the right) I would consider driving you.

Apartment/cottage rentals - you were cozy AND had washing machines!

Bus number 8 - For allowing us to see more of Edinburgh than our feet were willing to take us.

The folks at Radio 2 - You were brilliant, with your completely random music selections, all request Fridays, and silly quizzes.  Thanks for being very entertaining, even when you weren't playing music. 

Cameras - All four of you for documenting the good times, the beautiful sites and for providing proof that yes...we were there.  Thanks also to the camera phones.

Shawn- for being our designated driver and staying on the left.

Candy- for being an excellent travel companion and for doing all the dishes while we were on Skye. You're awesome!



Things I Will Miss about Britain


Shawn's List

- Sausage and Mustard Crisps (where have you been all my life)

- Hand-pulled Beers

- Fish and Chips

- Paralympics Coverage

- Single Malt Whiskey Fudge

- Diesel Cheaper than Gas

- Cask-conditioned ales cheaper than Budweiser

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Best of...

Best brew - Organic Porter from Black Isle Brewing Co. (Inverness)

Best Fish and Chips (also best split peas) - Masons Arms Pub (Warminster)

Best Overall Meal - Red Skye Restaurant and the Claymore (Skye)

Best local experience - watching football at the Heron pub (London)

Best Castle - Edinburgh Castle

Favorite accommodation - Rental cottage on Skye

Favorite Inn - Dalesway Hotel

Favorite Hotel - Breadsall Priory

Most unexpected experience - Seeing memorial to Ianto Jones
Seeing Dr. Who premier in Britain

Most challenging road -....England....

Highlights Candy - Skye and Dr. Who experience, roman baths

Highlights Shawn - hiking old man of Storr, sea glass beach, Bolton Abby

Highlights Sara - hiking the old man of Storr, Chatsworth, Stonehenge

Oldest site - Stonehenge

Favorite livestock experience - herding sheep

Most underwhelming experience - deep sea takeout (Edinburgh)

Best Paralympic show - The Last Leg (channel 4)

Favorite Loch - Loch Lochy

Best radio - BBC 2

Best mode of transportation - London Underground

-- Post From Sara's iPhone

Last Day in Scotland :-(

Sadly we woke today knowing it would be our last full day in Scotland.

Following last minute heroics to save our drying laundry from a surprise shower...we rushed about the house and located the various sundries drying on every hook and doorknob. Then packed up, waved good bye to our amazing rental and left Skye.

We made a quick stop at Dunvegan Castle to stock up on Scotch flavored fudge and made our way to Loch Lomond and The Trussochs. We were rewarded with wonderful views of the Loch and Mountains, but being a bit travel-wary didn't stray far from the car.

We arrived in Glasgow in the late afternoon, checked in to the Marriott. While Mom watched the Tele, Sara and I walked around downtown. Surprisingly we got to pose by the Olympic Rings, something we missed in London, walked the streets in a flood of happy kilt-clad football fans following a victory, and encountered and oddly dressed statue... I was very impressed by Glasgow and Hope to head back again.

We grabbed our final dinner F&C at a local Chippie and watched Dr. Who before settling in to rest up for our morning flight to Newark.

For Auld Lang Syne,
~Shawn


-- Post From Shawn's iPhone

Friday, September 7, 2012

High

This morning the sun was out again...mostly. We were all determined to take advantage of it to go hike up to the rock called the Old Man of Storr.

A few years ago, I read an article in a National Geographic Magazine, about the Hebrides. In true NatGeo style, the photos were stunning. There was one in particular, of the Old Man of Storr, that inspired me so much it has been the background on my computer ever since. I never get tired of it. So today, one way or another, I was going up that mountain. Happily, everyone else was up for the challenge as well.


When we got there, the evidence of yesterdays rain was on everyone's shoes. The first part of the trail was a convenient drainage route for the water off the mountain and we were wishing we had wellies with which to slog through the many inches of mud. "But it's just mud", we thought.


A forest restoration project was going on, which is nice, but it meant we had to share this part of the mountain with some heavy equipment. So while we thought we could slug through some mud, we we got to what could only be called a mud river, created by the tacks of the forestry vehicles, we had to take a few minutes to determine the best way of crossing. We WERE crossing. A few logs for crossing and a little mud later, we were over and the trail started to dry out.

The trail went up gradually sometimes, other times, not so much, but there were brilliant views at every turn. It was so nice to be breathing fresh air and getting some exercise after spending so much time driving and touring. I'm so proud of Candy who trooped up that mountain like a pro. We climbed until we got to the tree line and the rocky out crops the call the Old Man, were on display above us.



The trail from this point looked more like a stair way than a trail. Candy decided to enjoy the view from a nice rock near by, while Shawn and I made for the rocks above.


It was such a beautiful day and such a beautiful place. We couldn't resist climbing up all the way to the base of the Old Man, where I could use some of my new rock climbing skills. :)


Once there I looked out and saw the view I had been staring at on my computer for years. The rocks, the cliffs, the green grassy mountainside, leading to the forest...then the ocean. But we could see more. The neighboring Island of Rassay, and even mainland Scotland. There are not words to adequately describe the wonder of it all. But it is if all the beautiful things we have seen all along this trip were only previews of this place.




- Sara

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Lazy day

We had a lazy morning at the cottage this morning, which was a nice time to just relax (catch up on blogging) and enjoy the house. After lunch, the wind seemed to let up some, so we ventured out. We stopped by a few shops, one being a yarn shop where I got some beautiful hand dyed mohair! Ok, that will only be exciting to my fellow knitters. :) There were many beautiful yarns there, it was hard to make up my mind.

After some wandering and exploring we headed back to a waterfall we had found yesterday. We had a feeling it would be even more spectacular today because of all the rain.


We were right!

We are now enjoying our evening with a fire in the wood stove...ummm I think hot chocolate may be called for.

~Sara


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Location:Couch

Paralympics

We had hoped to attend a Paralympic event while in Great Britain, but unfortunately the timing was off and we left London a couple of days before the opening ceremonies.  I'm not sure how it is being covered back home, but there are four channels here which are covering the Paralympics events.  I am a huge Olympic sports fan, so this has been a nice cure for my OWS (Olympics Withdrawal Syndrome).  These athletes have trained every bit as hard as their olympic counterparts and the events are just as interesting to watch.  In the Olympics coverage they always have these little vignettes about how some athlete has overcome adversity.  With the Paralympics, you know each and every athlete has overcome obstacles that most people can scarcely imagine.  I really hope that these games are getting the coverage and attention they deserve outside of Britain.

The British people are whole-heartedly supporting the games.  In fact in some events where Team GB is competing the crowd enthusiasm has been a problem.  One rowing event for visually impaired athletes was so loud, that team members said that they couldn't hear the coxswain's calls.  I can't even imagine how they managed to keep their rowing in sync and on course with no sight and no audible indications, but they won the event.  The support really seems to be inspiring the British athletes who are winning medals at an unprecedented pace (as I type they are in second in the medal count with 93). 

~Shawn

There she blows

We all woke up this morning to moaning creaking and whistling from the gale that came up overnight.

This whole trip we have had nice weather, so much so, all the locals we meet can't help but comment on it. I think "you're welcome" to myself, as we jokingly attribute it to my influence over the weather.

So this morning I'm getting a hard time for the blustery sideways rain outside. But really, with a cozy cottage by the sea, well stocked with snacks, wine and Wensleydale cheese...I love a good storm. :)

~Sara

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Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Skye

This morning we woke to amazing views and a nice day.  We packed a lunch and set off to explore the island.  I can't begin to describe the beauty of this place and I know that the photos below don't do the scenery justice, but we will share them anyway.  :)

Sunbeams!

Waterfalls!

Mountains!

Moors!

Highland Cow (fellow strawberry blond)

Old Man of Storr

More Storr
Kilt Rock

Sharing the road

Sheep at the beach

Pretty!

Amazing!

oooOOOooo!

 ~Sara


Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Visiting Nessie

Mom and Sara brave Loch Ness
What visit to the highlands would be complete without a visit to Loch Ness?  Visiting a lake from the shore is never quite satisfying, so we arranged for a cruise on the Loch.  It was a quite blustery morning and our outbound trip was straight into the wind.  We braved the open upper deck and were rewarded with great views of the loch and Great Glen, as well as a fair share of spray in our faces and knots in our hair.

Urquahart Castle
The first leg of the cruise ended at the ruins of Urquahart Castle.  The Castle was built in the 13th century, but this was reportedly preceded by a Pict settlement which was said to exist when St. Columba visited in the 6th century AD.  In 1692 the castle was destroyed by its inhabitants to keep the stronghold from falling into Jacobite hands.  Despite the hundreds of barrels of gunpowder they exploded and the centuries since, a fair amount of the structure is still standing and afforded great views of Loch Ness.

Notably this area of the Loch is also the location of most Nessie sightings.  We were lucky enough to catch her in and out of the water for a few moments.

Nessie sighting 1
Nessie sighting 2
Roadside cairn garden
Our return cruise was much calmer as we had the wind to our backs.  Upon our return to shore, we drove the remaining length of Loch Ness, and passed a few other lochs including Loch Lochy (yes that's Lake Lakey).  On a lesser used side road, we encountered a massive collection of rock cairns that have been erected by visitors on a ridge over looking a small loch.  We added our own stack to this collection and topped it with some of the sea glass we collected on the beach at the Firth of Forth.

As we approached the coast Sara spied Eilean Donan from a distance.  This castle has been the background on one of her monitors for months.  It is located on a bit of land that is separated from the shore at high tide.  We stopped and snapped a few [dozen] pictures and explored the grounds, before heading off for our destination.  A few minutes later the Isle of Skye bridge came in view and we crossed onto the largest of the Inner Hebrides.  We will now get to set down roots for four nights in our amazing rental house, Tigh Roisin, and make forays to explore Skye's beauty.  I'll leave that for future posts, but even from our rental we have amazing views of the water and the heather covered moors!

Eilean Donan Castle at low tide

~Shawn

Monday, September 3, 2012

To the Highlands

Collecting sea glass near the Firth of Forth.
We set out from Edinburgh this morning with our sights set on the Highlands, home of Whisky, Nessie, and the Polson family.  We started our drive by taking the coastal route toward St. Andrews.  On the way we stopped at a beach and decided to take a walk.  Within a few seconds of stepping on the beach we began to spot sea glass mixed among the rocks.  Within half an hour of beach combing we ended up with probably close to a pound of well aged sea glass, by far the greatest concentration I've ever seen.  We ended the morning in St. Andrews where we took in the views and grabbed a bite to eat (including Mom's first haggis), before setting out toward Inverness.

Barber "incentives" in St. Andrews.
We decided to take the slower, but more scenic route to Inverness through the Cairngorms National Park.  We haven't had to try hard to take the scenic routes as our Garmin seems to default to it.  It has a definite tendency to send us down narrow country lanes rather than more developed roads.  Since the British default speed limit is 60, it just assumes we'll be able to go as fast on these little roads as on the more developed highways.  We've definitely seen more of the countryside because if it.  It has also allowed me to compare the English and Scottish road systems.  I'd have to say I prefer the Scottish roads, where even the back roads are likely to have a shoulder.  In England many (most) two-track country lanes are about 11 feet wide with an ancient stone wall directly abutting either side, such that there is about 1.3 inches to spare when two vehicles pass.  Of course the English drivers think this is plenty of room and drive straight at each other at 60 mph.  Surprisingly a few of them have managed to keep side mirrors on their vehicles.  After driving this gauntlet, the Scottish roads seem tame and luxurious.

Heather covered hills.
We weaved our way through the beautiful country surrounding the Caringorms, passing straight through the Glenlivet estate, eventually arriving in Inverness.  We checked into our hotel, a 12-room inn, and discovered that our room has a beautiful view of Inverness Castle and the River Ness.  After a brief break, we grabbed dinner (excellent Thai food) at a local pub called Hootenany (which was recommended by a friend).  They have live "Traditional Scottish" music every night.  Tonight two young local musicians performed and put on an excellent show rotating through guitar, banjo, mandolin, and fiddle.

~Shawn

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Fireworks!

We had learned from a street vendor that today was the last day of the Edinburgh International Festival (another reason to love this city) which meant that there would be fireworks launching from the castle tonight. (Fireworks!!) So of course after we made our way back to the apartment, had dinner, and started settling in for the night, we forgot all about them. That is, until Candy heard them start. I was already in my PJ's, but I grabbed a sweater and we followed her out the door. We had to trek down a few blocks before we caught a glimpse of them. We watched for a few minutes and then they suddenly stopped. Candy wasn't convinced they were over, so we continued on, just to see if there was a better view beyond the next building. Then we heard them start again...and we did get that (slightly) better view. It was so odd to us that there would be 5 or 10 minute breaks between clusters of fireworks. When we thought that we must have seen the finale, we started back to the apartment (me in my PJ's), but as we were walking we heard even more fireworks...and then a few more.  I think I was almost asleep back at the apartment when we heard the last of them.  It was a great nighttime stroll!

Prepping for fireworks at the castle

(The next morning we saw in the paper that there was a concert that went along with the fireworks, which explained the odd timing)

~Sara

I love this city

We have enjoyed the cozy little apartment we are staying in. It is just outside of old town, where Edinburgh Castle is located. And that is where we were heading today. I immediately liked the vibe in this city, or at least this neighborhood. There is a huge variety of restaurants, coffee shops and newsstands all interspersed with historic looking churches and tattoo parlors. We found some amazing coffee, and then took the bus to old town. We ended up on royal mile where you can find all things Scottish (for us tourists) and a few diamonds in the rough in the form of local artisans. We took our time strolled around the shops, had lunch in a pub and then made our way to the castle (yes a castle!).
Browsing the Royal Mile

The Edinburgh Castle is perched impressively at the top of Castle Rock overlooking the city. In fact it looks as if the massive stone walls grew or erupted out of the rock rather than being built. Spiraling out of the mountain like Minas Tirith.  The Scottish Crown Jewels (The Honours) are on display there, as well as various military museums and memorials. The oldest building on site was a small chapel built around 1130.
Edinburgh Castle
rock or walls?
time to pull out the big guns

Candy is thinking of enlisting









Candy and Shawn make pretty good sentries

While the castle was interesting, the most impressive thing to me was the 360 degree views of the city.
Views of a beautiful city
Also....look at that sky!

On the way back to catch our bus we came across a street performer from Australia that might have stuck around after this ...or maybe not, but there were tricks and jokes and we were entertained.  On the way back I also fell in love with these, apparently I have expensive taste...even for wellies.  :)

~Sara

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Location:Edinburgh

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Unintentional Geocaching at Hadrian's Wall

After an excellent stay at the String of Horses Inn in Faugh, we set out eastward along Hadrian's Wall (yet another World Heritage Site).  The wall was built by the Romans in the second century A.D. to keep the unconquerable Picts in Scotland and marked the Northwestern extreme of the Roman Empire.  It was quite a feat spanning the entire width of the island from coast to coast over 80 miles.  It was also built along some of the most forbidding ridge lines in the region adding both to its security and difficulty to build.

Mom at Hadiran's Wall
After exploring a couple sections of the wall we came to an area called Cawburn Pass.  The Romans built milecastles every mile along the length of the wall, Cawburn has the ruins of one such outpost (Milecastle 42).  We hiked about half a kilometer to the wall.  There are gaps in the wall which we learned were due to quarrying of rock throughout the centuries, often removing the entire ridge that the wall was set upon.  But in areas where the wall still exists it is an impressively strong structure considering it has been exposed to the soggy, windy climate of the borderland moors for almost two millenia without maintenance.

Geocache at milecastle 42.
While at Cawburn, Mom noticed something lodged up under the wall.  I investigated and discovered that the English Heritage Trust had planted a geocache in the milecastle.  We opened it and found a booty of pirate related trinkets.  We left a note in the log and carefully placed it back under the wall (probably a tad more camouflaged than before).

Twice Brewed Inn and Pub
After Cawfield, we made a brief stop at the Housesteads Fort near a town called Twice Brewed (we couldn't resist stopping for lunch at the Twice Brewed Pub), before heading north for Scotland.  We arrived at the border by mid afternoon, just in time to see some strange guy back his car through traffic, so he could park it on the sidewalk next to the "Welcome to Scotland" marker and get a picture of it (it wasn't even that nice of a car) with the sign.  After waiting for him to clear out, we took a few pictures ourselves and headed for Edinburgh, where we arrived at our rented flat just in time to grab some fish and chips takeout and watch the season premier of Doctor Who on BBC-1!


Welcome to Scotland!

~Shawn

Friday, August 31, 2012

Enter the Dales


Our journey continued north and we stayed in a little town called Ilkley last night so we would be set to see the Yorkshire Dales and the Lake District today. We got lucky, in that we stayed in a great little inn called the Dalesway Hotel.  Ian, the keeper, was full of suggestions on sites to see and gave excellent directions.

At his suggestion we started out at the ruins of Bolton Priory built in the 12th century and home to an order of Augustinian Canons. That is until Henry VIII forcefully closed the monasteries when he broke with the Catholic church. Apparently, the Duchy of Devonshire acquired much of its property (including that of the Priory) and wealth by supporting Henry in this endeavor.

From there our route continued through the dells with some beautiful scenery and quaint villages and some very narrow roads.  In one of these villages we were told to go to the Wensleydale Creamery for a cheese tasting.  This turned out to be excellent advice as we were able to sampled at least 25 different cheeses, and all were good...some were amazing.  We continued heading north and next stopped at the Station Inn for lunch and a great view of the Ribblehead Viaduct which was built in the 1800s and has 24 arches.




Just as we were on our way again, the clouds began to come in, and while most of the rain held off, our afternoon in the Lake District was a little damp.  Still beautiful though!




~ Sara
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