Monday, January 18, 2010

The final leg

Well after a few days rest in Nantwich recharging our batteries we went back out into the wilds of the British winter and headed up to Gala'...because eveybody knows Scotland never gets bad weather in winter....don't they?



And as expected the weather was awful, snow relentless and the GPS useless, taking us off the A7 onto icey B roads presumably because it was half a second quicker.

However it was great to get up there and visit Oliver and Charlotte (oh and Fran and Simon as well of course) and Imogen got to chat and catch up on 'news' (not gossip of course).

The snow and the commencement of the thaw and melt also afforded some great opportunites for photos

[pictures to follow once I get to a computer]

The trip back down was equally interesting as the thaw water flowed across the roads causing some interesting cornering corections. Still once we were on the M6 the co-pilot soon settled in to enjoy the rest of the trip.


I have to admit that while I might refute it around Ashley, Scotland is a beautiful place, with dramatic scenary and great landscapes.....I can understand why we British took it off the Scotts!!


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3 comments:

Mme Cyn said...

And when are you off to the land down under?

Grumpy Goat said...

You need to adjust your GPS preferences to increase the desirability of motorways and A roads, and where possible to eschew the delights of B and C roads and changes of route.

And then to use the moving map to over-ride what the machine tells you when the information is clearly daft.

Of academic interest I know, but in summer you can enjoy a magical mystery tour by selecting the Shortest Route option and then enjoying the rural countryside, complete with cowshit-spattered lanes and quaint villages with their quainter indigens.

Cue: 'Duelling Banjos' music

Richard B said...

Snow and scenery for the yellow sand of the gulf followed by the red dust of the prison colony.