On Wednesday we felt sufficiently revived to attempt a nice gentle walk, so we drove up to the north end of the island, where we hadn't spent much time on previous visits and made our way out to Glengorm Castle, where there were rumours of a teashop and a walk out to a medieval hill fort called Dun Ara.
Glemgorm Castle is quite similar in style to Torosay - Scottish Baronial, I think it's called.
It was a misty day with a bit of light rain, but it wasn't at all unpleasant, apart from blocking the view a bit. We had a cup of tea at the tea shop and set off on a splendid grass track out to Dun Ara. After the climb up Ben More, attaining the top of the Dun was easy peasy, but I was still a bit cautious on the way down, as the path was mud and potentially slippery.
It's probbaly obvious on account of me being in them, but these next two pictures were taken by Rob...
According to our little book of walks in North Mull, from Dun Ara it should be possible to find a path connecting to the pier at Laorin Bay a short distance away and thence complete a circular walk back to the teashop.
The book is this : - Wrong.
Or at least Hugely Misinformed.
After stomping about trying to follow the rather vague directions in the book we set off in what we thought was the right direction, only to meet another couple coming from the opposite direction who were trying to find the path from the other end, and although they'd finally got to the right place, they hadn't found any sort of trail at all. So after a bit more stomping and increasing bad tempers we gave up and went back the way we'd come. Bah!
After lunch at the teashop (Rob had venison meatballs, but wasn't greatly taken with them) we drove over to the Mull Cheese Factory and purchased some of their splendidly fierce cheddar and then went on to the Dervaig Heritage Centre.
Rob had been there before, many moons ago when he did a cycle tour of the Highlands and Islands and had astonished the proprietors by eating two helpings of their Clootie Dumpling, a feat which they claimed no one had previously attempted.
Having asked about the Centre at the Tourist Information office in Craignure the previous year, we'd been told there was no such thing, so he was pleased to find it again and prove that he wasn't imagining it after all!
We had some of the Clootie Dumpling, but I wasn't terribly impressed - it was rather like Christmas Pudding but without the flavour... good food for touring cyclists who just need to pile on the calories though.
Our final stop for the day was the beach at Calgary, which is beautiful white sand, and Rob assures me looks almost tropical on days that are sunnier than on our visit :-)
Glemgorm Castle is quite similar in style to Torosay - Scottish Baronial, I think it's called.
We met this charming little chap on the way to Dun Ara :-
Standing stones in the mist
It was a misty day with a bit of light rain, but it wasn't at all unpleasant, apart from blocking the view a bit. We had a cup of tea at the tea shop and set off on a splendid grass track out to Dun Ara. After the climb up Ben More, attaining the top of the Dun was easy peasy, but I was still a bit cautious on the way down, as the path was mud and potentially slippery.
It's probbaly obvious on account of me being in them, but these next two pictures were taken by Rob...
Orchid!
According to our little book of walks in North Mull, from Dun Ara it should be possible to find a path connecting to the pier at Laorin Bay a short distance away and thence complete a circular walk back to the teashop.
The book is this : - Wrong.
Or at least Hugely Misinformed.
After stomping about trying to follow the rather vague directions in the book we set off in what we thought was the right direction, only to meet another couple coming from the opposite direction who were trying to find the path from the other end, and although they'd finally got to the right place, they hadn't found any sort of trail at all. So after a bit more stomping and increasing bad tempers we gave up and went back the way we'd come. Bah!
After lunch at the teashop (Rob had venison meatballs, but wasn't greatly taken with them) we drove over to the Mull Cheese Factory and purchased some of their splendidly fierce cheddar and then went on to the Dervaig Heritage Centre.
Rob had been there before, many moons ago when he did a cycle tour of the Highlands and Islands and had astonished the proprietors by eating two helpings of their Clootie Dumpling, a feat which they claimed no one had previously attempted.
Having asked about the Centre at the Tourist Information office in Craignure the previous year, we'd been told there was no such thing, so he was pleased to find it again and prove that he wasn't imagining it after all!
We had some of the Clootie Dumpling, but I wasn't terribly impressed - it was rather like Christmas Pudding but without the flavour... good food for touring cyclists who just need to pile on the calories though.
Our final stop for the day was the beach at Calgary, which is beautiful white sand, and Rob assures me looks almost tropical on days that are sunnier than on our visit :-)
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