Last Day in Inverness

Not a lot to write tonight and I suspect there could be less tomorrow. The car had to go back today but before we dropped it off we took a run to The Slochd, a pass through the hills which although only 605m at the highest point is often impassable because of snow. On one side there is a natural rock formation called, The Soldier’s Head which I’ve never managed to photograph because of the dangerous road. After several trips down that road we’d worked out a layby where we could stop to walk back for a photo (In this instance the wrong side of the Armco barrier was the right side!) so that’s what we did.

After dropping off the car Lena picked us up and we came back to the house. Maybe not everyone knows Alex’s love of the saying, “If it wasn’t for the last minute nothing would ever get done”. He put that into practise today and has put together a water feature and placed it in the garden, fixed some curtain retainers, had a Papa Nap and removed then raised a curtain track. Lena did mention the jobs the first week we arrived, maybe that’s why she was pleased to see us.

The Golf Bag has gone back up into the loft and my bag is packed, Alex is waiting for another ”last minute” to pack his bag, he learnt l-o-n-g ago it was no use thinking I’d pack it for him. The light woke me again this morning at 4am so I think I’ll be going to bed early tonight, Alex might start packing then, the train leaves for London at 7:55.

Thanks Lena and Mark for putting up with us invading your space and making sure we had a great holiday.

Natural rock formation, The Soldier’s Head.

Big black slugs were plentiful at The Slochd.

Train making its way through The Slochd. In August the hills would be purple with Heather.

Pine Plantation, have no idea why the ZigZags.