Oban to Inverness, 30 April

Well fortified with a full Scottish Breakfast, we set out for Inverness, traveling along the Great Boundary Fault, which separates the northern Highlands from the rest of Scotland.

The road from Oban to Inverness lies along the Great Boundary Fault, where a fragment of land slammed into the rest of the island, helping create many lakes, including Loch Ness (the long stretch of blue just below Inverness).

The drive through the Glencoe Valley and beyond was a particularly lovely one, despite the rain, which limited our ability to stop and record it. Perhaps another trip, spending more time in the Highlands is called for. As we rounded a bend, Ben Nevis, the tallest mountain on the island, loomed into view.

Ben Nevis
Little brother

Loch Ness

Stopped at the Loch Ness Centre and Exhibit to bide our time awhile, as we were a little early for our vacation rental. A well done video exhibit put to rest all Nessie fantasies (which neither of us had entertained since the age of 12 or thereabouts). Apart from the critter’s camera shyness and no one’s having produced any credible evidence, the most compelling fact against its existence is the lack of food in the lake, vegetable or animal, that would support such a creature.

The exhibit, however, made one appreciate the particular ecology and geology of the lake and indeed of Scotland. Ironically, much of the knowledge about Loch Ness was acquired while searching for Nessie. We hadn’t realized how many extensive studies and thorough explorations have been made of the lake.

From a 1969 (of course!) exploration

Drumsmittal School

We arrived late afternoon to Drumsmittal School, a conversion with an annex for guests. Our rental is really a full-sized house: two bedrooms, two baths, full kitchen, & a separate laundry room with washer but no dryer, beautifully finished. No tub, unfortunately. While the apartment was much larger than expected or than we absolutely needed, we enjoyed having the space, especially the dedicated laundry room and being able to use the second bedroom as a drying room.

It’s very quiet, both because it is set among fields, where only baaing and bird cries, and the very occasional car noise break the silence, and because it is very well insulated. (The owner and remodeler, Donny, once had a sound studio here.) He says he was born on Lewes and spoke only Gaelic until he was six. His children attended Drumsmittal School, and when it was deaccessioned, he leapt at the chance to buy it. He and Ellie are charming people, who made sure we had everything we needed. We enjoyed chatting with them.

Cheeky pheasant fussed at us several times a day for food