We were up a bit earlier today as we had to pick up our car from the Edinburgh Waverley Railway Station. On the way we had a quick look at the Murrayfield rugby ground even though there are no RWC games played there.
Once we were on the journey we had a good look at parts of Edinburgh we hadn't seen before. It is a lovely city, full of history and remarkable buildings, and we wished we had more time to visit. We will probably come back!
It was a great drive north. We passed through cities and towns with familiar names - Dunfermline, Rosyth, Kinross, and we liked the scenery on the M90 north. We turned off before Dundee for the highlight of the day, St Andrews. It was a fascinating journey to the coast, passing old villages obviously based around farming and most with a large, wealthy-looking estate at the centre. And then, there ahead of us, was the Old Course itself. The number of visitors was phenomenal and it was difficult to get to the car park in amongst the hordes of tourists. We spent two hours there, had some lunch, bought some memorabilia, and wandered around the 18th hole and clubhouse.
Unfortunately we didn't have time for a game of golf and would never have got a tee time on the championship course anyway. The museum staff explained that you need several days advance bookings to stand a chance. The day was perfect as well which is not always the case as explained to us by the experts. So it was with regret that we were on the road again to Inverness. What a journey this, through the Highlands of Scotland, a dream come true. We were true Highlanders, admiring the haunting, barren hills and admiring the heather, although it wasn't at its bloomin' best! My grandfather was born and lived for a time in the Highlands and I wished I knew more about where that was.
However, we enjoyed the car trip and arrived late in the afternoon in Inverness. We made ourselves at home in our quaint B&B and set out later in the evening to have a meal in an Inverness restaurant with Gordon Beaton's parents, France's and Angus. Then it was home to bed to prepare for our venture to the most northerly part of Scotland.