Menoffagainorrhoea; YAMster's outta da hutch!

..well, actually I'm back; but I was oot'n'aboot last week. I was off to meet up with ... yes, some of you guessed it... our Blogville Boffin!

Let me begin by mentioning that in the three weeks from when we first organised ourselves right up to the day before our travel, we had been getting the most amazing, extremely cold, but very bright and clear weather. Perfect for sightseeing. On the Tuesday morning I awoke to a complete change of weather and the need for full lighting in order to see anything. This is how the day looked last Tuesday.....,,,  Sigh.

9:30am

Never mind. Off L'il Ren and I went, tootling up past Loch Lomond...

11am

... and on up through Crianlarich, sharp right turn and continued to Killin. We were to meet for lunch, 1pm-ish, at the little cafe called Under The Tea Cup. I arrived in the town at fifteen minutes past midday. This was grand, as it gave me time to haul the Fudge and the umbrella along from the car park to photograph the very fine and famous Dochart Falls...  I took time to figure out how to place the interactive map right here; now you can zoom in and out to your heart's content!

I parked down the little 'hook' behind the Capercaillie Bar.

"Fingal Stone".... 'tis a mystery.
... or ought that to be 'mist-err-eh'?
2pm

After taking in the water, I traipsed back down the main street, spotting the cafe, the school, the bank, the aged care home and down to the outdoor centre... zoom that map, they're all there! At that point I turned back and wandered back up to the cafe, thinking all the time that surely B&G must be very close. As it turned out, when I got into the warm and could pull out the mobile phone, they had indeed parked right where I had been, barely seconds after I left!

Bertie could not enter this cafe, but waited for us in the car. Gail and I enjoyed a most wholesome, home-made tomato soup with toasted sandwiches and then a cuppa. Bertie was glad to see us back though, and hopped out of the car keen to check out the little park up behind the street.

A short walk we had, to the 'Fingal Stone'. It stretched our legs at least.

We decided to head for our accommodation. The Luib Hotel is back along the A85, at Ledcharrie. This was a fascinating place for a number of reasons... but I am going to hand you over to Bertie and Gail for the review on this one!!! I shall pick up the story on Thursday.