After touring the Britannia, we drove north into the Highlands, stopping at Braemar, on the rivers Dee and Clunie, in the Cairgorms, Scotland's central mountain range. We rested mostly for two days, studying up on Scotland...mostly reading, but Vicki watched Braveheart (which I detest) and together we watched the old Ian McKellen version of Macbeth (that was Gandalf?!). As expected, even in early September, it was wet, windy, and cool. But the place is enchanting. And it got better.
Purple mountains' majesty....the heather was in bloom everywhere |
Highlands, nearing Braemar |
Campsite, on a lay-by over-looking the River Dee, all to ourselves |
Cairngorm view, from near Braemar |
The River Clunie, in the village of Braemar |
The area is world-class salmon fishing country (and hunting, and walking, and climbing, and skiing |
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