25 June 2016

Travel diary Scotland day 9, 2016: Nope, I didn't travel through time...

 **Disclaimer: I write and upload the same day, often after a long and exhausting day. I often don't have the focus to re read and take out the typos, grammatical and vocabulary errors. Beware!**

Hallooooo!!

As I stayed in a hotel without internet access, I had to put the daily upload of posts on hold. But here is the catch up for the past 3 days ;)

Saturday morning had another incredibly slow start. Not because I “went” out on Friday evening, but because there was a tv in the breakfast room. The day after it was announced that UK is leaving EU. It is very unusual for me, but I do try to catch as much news as possible.

Anyway, by 9.30am I was ready to check out at the guest house I was staying at in Inverness. However, as I was checking out and arranged payment with Neil, his wife came out. Apparently she used to live in Belgium and so we started talking and talking and talking. Eventhough I was on schedule with packing and checking out, I had severe delays in actually leaving the building. The conversation was so good! And I learned so much! Did you that princess Diana is a direct descendant from Mary, queen of Scots? That makes prince William and prince Harry more royalty to some Scots then Lizzy or Charles. How crazy is that? They also told a spine chilling story about the ghost of the Old Pretender, King James VII of Scotland. Trully fascinating. Lately I’ve heard more and more first hand stories of people who have seen ghosts. Or the like. Brrrr.


Of course we started talking about Outlander as well and they informed me of a few filming locations nearby. Unfortunately I had to make choices as I had quite a long drive South... I couldn't visit everything. So, I decided to visit the Clava Cairns near Culloden. Unlike what I first understood of the explanantion, I thought this was place where they filmed. At first I was surprised, 'cause I had done some research prior to my trip and I had learned that the standing stones of Craigh Na Dun where completely fictional and the 'stones' where actually set pieces placed on a small hill. But, when I arrived at Clava Cairns, I soon reaslised something. In the book, Diana Gabaldon describes the standing stone through which Claire travels through time as a 'split rock'. Isn't this exactly what I found?

Even more, after doing some research on the interwebs, look at what else I found!!


Not 100% if these are the exact stones that inspired Craigh Na Dun, but she sure took a picture with them! x)

After the Clava Cairns it was time to make my way South. Along Loch Ness I found a cute little cafe so I had a cream tea for lunch ;)






After that is was all the way to Crainlarich where I would stay 3nights (without internet). I had planned my journey so that I would pass through Fort William and Glen Coe. I had passed through Fort William last year was well, when I was on my way to Glenfinnan to see the viaduct. But Glen Coe was a completely new part of Scotland for me and oh my, so beautiful! 



And whilst I was driving through Glen Coe, I passed over a bridge. A bridge that looked very very very familiar... Yup, I had just passed ANOTHER film location. This time one from Made of Honor ^^


As I was driving in a line of cars myself, I didn't stop to take a picture, but just enjoyed the amazing feeling of recognition x)

Around 6pm I arrived at Suie Lodge Hotel and came to the conclusion that internet wasn't an option... I just watched some telly and went to bed.

That is it for Saturday!

Thanks for reading!
xo - Sara

Bad bad bad internet at Suie Lodge @ Loch Lomond

Halloooooo!

The internet at the lodge I'm staying at in Loch Lomond is basically none existing. I tried to upload 2 photos, which took me a whopping 20minutes and then I couldn't even add them on a blog post...

I'm staying here until Tuesday morning, so I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to upload anything until I arrive at my next stop, Tuesday evening... 4 blog post all at ones! Oh boy, if I'll manage that... x)

So, that was my little heads up for you (mum, dad, sis ;)) just so I can relax and not be bothered by the awful internet access...

See you on Tuesday!
xo - Sara


24 June 2016

Travel diary Scotland day 8, 2016: Culloden Moor

 **Disclaimer: I write and upload the same day, often after a long and exhausting day. I often don't have the focus to re read and take out the typos, grammatical and vocabulary errors. Beware!**

Halloooooo!!!!

Today had a bit of a rocky start. I got a message from a friend who had send me a link. Curious as to what it was about, I opened it and BAM: Brexit is a fact. Not long after other messages poured in and social media exploded. I had to rush to get down for breakfast on time! During breakfast and right before I had to pack to check out I was busy answering messages and trying to read as much as possible whilst I had internet. Eventually 10am rolled around and I had to leave. Time to shift my mind from present to past as I had planned to visit Culloden Moor.

In hindsight, not the best day to go visit an historic sight like that, but that is how my planning worked out.

For anyone who doesn't know what Culloden Moor is or why it is important in UK history, allow me to give you a little update.

Culloden Moor, situated near Inverness, was the battlefield of the final battle between Jacobites and the English in 1746. In the years leading up to the battle, Bonnie Prince Charlie (the young pretender) started a campaign to gain money and support from France and the Clans to take back his Scottish throne. If you don't know, his great grandfather was Charles I who's grandma was none other than Mary, queen of Scots. Charles I son, James II of England and Ireland and VII of Scotland was the last Roman Catholic king to rule over the three countries. After the Glorious Revolution in 1688 he was desposed of his position which would lead to the first Jacobite Rising in 1705, when James' II/VII son, James III (the Old Pretender), would try to restore the Stewarts to the Scottish throne after the throne went from Stewart family to Hannover family after queen Anne died childless. The first rising failed, but in 1745 young Bonnie prince Charlie was determined to succeed where his father failed. Little did he know that his ambitions would lead to the deaths of thousand highlanders and the end of Scotland as they knew it. I think that is the gest of it. It's all very complicated.

On 16th April 1746 the UK landscape would forever change. The highlanders suffered great loses and were eventually defeated. The battle lasted less than an hour. After that day in April, the Duke of Cumberland persecuted any Highlander who was suspected to have ties with the Jacobites to prevent any future rebellion. After this final battle the authentic way of highlander's life was prohibited. Clan chiefs were ripped from their leading positions and lost their status, kilts were banned and Scots had to abide English laws.


Now, you already know that I'm a huge Outlander fan. I absolutely adore the show and I have read the first two books of the series. One of the reasons why I wanted to visit Culloden Moor was because of Outlander. It is a part of history we're not taught in Belgium, but it is so interesting.

It also makes me very angry. Because one guy (Bonnie Prince Charles) wanted to take back what was his by birth (the Scottish throne), 1000 upon 1000 highlanders lost their lives. Of course, at the beginning the Scots were succesfull and had victory after victory. That is probably why prince Charles decided to push his luck and continued South. By this time, the Jacobites from England didn't show up and help from France wasn't what Charles had promised the clans when he tried to persuade them to follow him. Uncertainty and devisions rose and many clan chieftans wanted to focus on stablizing the ground they gained, but no, prince Charles wanted more. Ugh. Eventually the Scots were pushed back by the English red coats all the way up in the Highlands to Culloden. By the time the sun rose on 16th April 1746, the Scottish army was exhausted and scattered over Scotland. Yet, prince Charles decided that they needed to face the English army, fight and win. Well, that didn't happen. In less than an hour, the Scottish army had to retreat and Bonnie Prince Charlie had to flee. When the Highlanders thought that they'd regroup and recharge again, Charles just simply said something in the lines of 'abandon the mission and secure your own safety'. And that is what he did. He was on the run for 5 months (helped by Jacobites), to eventually dress up as a maid to flee to the Isle of Skye and then back to France where he was greeted as a hero. A hero! The little shit.

There is this beautiful scene in the book where the Highlanders had just fought one of the battles and Claire is nursing them as best as she can, including Jamie. Prince Charles walks in and has a chat with every man in recovery, showing his gratitude and thanks. But when he sees that Jamie, his friend and 'loyal' supporter, is hurt as well, it seems to dawn on him. All the other men were just members of clans he needed to support him. But Jamie was his friend and to see a friend hurt by a decision he made, it seemed to hit him, a bit. Not enough though, 'cause he just continued to fight his way South until they had to retreat.

Blue flags mark where the Jacobites line would have been.

I probably wouldn't be so passionate about if it weren't for Outlander. This might sound very silly, but because of these fictional characters I was able to be much more compassionate about their cause than say, the battle of Waterloo or the battle of Trafalgar. That is just yet another battle. But after reading the first two books, you get to know the clans MacKenzie and Fraser and you get to know these fictional characters and their reasons why they want to join, or not join, the Jacobites. It gets a bit more personal. If the story was set in 1815 and Claire tried to prevend Napoleon from seizing power, it would probably have been the same.


The exibition at the Culloden Moor centre featured the English side of the story and the Scottish side of the story. I was completely bias and only read the Scottish part of history. At the end of it, you also have the opportunity to actually hold a Scottish targes, dagger and broad sword explained how and why'd they use it. It was so interesting. And I'll definitely pay attention to that when I'm watching episode 10 'Prestopans'.

The battlefield itself is nowhere near the size of what it actually was, but during the exhibition and on the tour around the battlefield, it is very well explained how the highlander opened fire, the struggles they had and how, eventually, they lost.



Having read Dragonfly in Amber, which made me wheep, and seeing the actually battlefield where such a big part of UK history went down, it proper hit me. Probably a bit intensified by the whole Brexit situation and the uncertainty there, but it was an intense experience for me. Now I'm actually looking forward going back home (just a tiny bit) and start reading Voyager, which is the third book in the series. Oh and catch up on the episodes that I'm missing whilst being on holiday.

Also, if you can remember the beginning of the first season, you'll know that Frank and Claire visited the battlefield whilst Frank explained to Claire what happened on that faithful day in 1746. Another film location: check.

I had lunch at the restaurant in the centre and by 3pm a band of young men, boys really between 15-20yrs, decked out in traditional uniform started playing. I'm not sure if it was for an event or if they do it every day, but it was glorious. The drums, the bag pipes, the kilts,... I think it is also really cool that certain traditions are kept alive by youngsters. You go Scots!

After my visit I drove to my guest house in Inverness where I'm staying for the night. I'm not actually going to visit the town, just wander around a bit. Tomorrow however, I'll be driving all the way South. It's official, I'm halfway through my holiday and roadtrip and if I'm not careful the feeling of dread to go back to London might overshadow the rest of the trip. Which is something I'd rather avoid of course. Stay positive, live in the moment and enjoy every second of it! ;)

That is it for today, thanks for reading!
xo - Sara

23 June 2016

Travel diary Scotland day 7, 2016: Forests freak me out.

 **Disclaimer: I write and upload the same day, often after a long and exhausting day. I often don't have the focus to re read and take out the typos, grammatical and vocabulary errors. Beware!**

Hallooo!!

You might have guessed from yesterday's blog post, yesterday was quite a long and hard day. No wonder that I woke up this morning feeling all sore.

During yesterday's descent I decided that I was going to take it easy today. 3 to 4hour walk, nothing crazy, just some nice scenery and no summit. All said and done and I selected a hiking trail which would keep me busy for about 4hours. It turned out to be a bit over 4 hours, closer to 5.

I did take it super easy today though. I didn't start walking until 11am. I sat down for about half hour whilst I was eating my lunch with my face in the sun to let me feet dry after I stood in the river Feshie for a bit.


Unfortunately the hiking guide that I have isn't up to date. Or the map isn't accurate. Or the route explanations don't add up to reality. (Or I'm being really thick) It really was a case of: if the trail description fails, I need to go on what the maps says and visa versa. But also, if map and description fail, lets go by where the sun's at and common sense. I'm certain that I walked parts of the trail descriped in my guide, but I'm also certain that I winged some parts. Ah well, I made it, didn't I?

Also, forests freak me out.



By 4.15pm I was at the car. Originally I wanted to go to a cake shop which was recommended by the land lady of the guest house I'm staying at and apparently has an impeccable reputation when it comes to tea and cakes. But it was already half past 4 and I was sweaty so I just wanted to get some savoury dinner and head to my room.

Before actually heading back to the guest house I took a moment to walk around Aviemore. I've past through it and I've stopped at Tesco's numerous times, but I never took the time to see what other shops they have. A lot of outdoor type of store (duh), but also a Waterstones! How cute is that? Unlike London, shops closed at 5pm or 5.30pm so I couldn't wander around too long. Maybe next year?x)

Anyway, I'll leave you to it for today. Tomorrow I'm off to Culloden and Inverness. No doubt I'll be sore as hell (again) and cursing my converse as I have two lovely blisters on my toes... Yikes...

Thanks for reading!
xo - Sara

Travel diary Scotland day 6, 2016: Hiking in the Cairngorms

 **Disclaimer: I write and upload the same day, often after a long and exhausting day. I often don't have the focus to re read and take out the typos, grammatical and vocabulary errors. Beware!**

Halloooooo!!

What a day! Instead of driving for 8hours, I did a 8hour long hike! Yes, you've read that correctly. An entire day of hiking! Bliss. Well, for the most part of it.

It all began this morning at 8am when I had breakfast. In an ideal world, by 8 am, you should start hiking. Not for me. Breakfast is served between 8am and 10am. Earlier is possible, but I just couldn't get it over my heart to ask the lovely landlady to get up earlier for me.

Then, some necessities needed to be attent to. Getting some fuel for my car and getting some fuel for my belly for when I was in the mountains.

I also needed to get a more detailed map of the area to ensure I didn't get lost. Sure, I have a hiking guide, but only the lower level route had detailed maps provided. So I had to pick that up at Glenmore lodge.

And lastely, I had to drive for about 40min to get to the parking where I was about to start my tour. All in all, by 10.30am I was en route with my hiking boots and maps.

Because I started this late, I thought I wouldn't be able to do the tour I wanted to do. Rather than getting completely discouraged, I just decided to try and get to the Cairn Gorm (1245m). You know, the mountain that bares the same name as the park. It's the 6th highest mountain in the UK.


But weather conditions were pretty bleak and by the time I was ascending to the first 'summit' Sron a' Cra-no, I was faced with rain and a lot of wind. I decided to push through just to get one top in today. By the time I reached that top, I thought, let's go to the ski lift and take no unessesary risks. But hey, Cnap Coire na Spreidhe seemed close by and now that I'm up here... Lets just keep an eye on the weather real close and try to assess the situation as I progress to the second top.

Sure enough, I made it. At that point I thought it be safer to proceed with my plan to descent. The periods of wind and rain was freezing and on my entire walk of 4hours I hadn't come across another living soul... Time to head back to the car. But wait, the ski station is just down there, from there it is only a short walk! Lets just push a little bit further.


I ate my lunch inside the ski station and started talking to a guy who worked there. I asked him how long it'd take to get from the station to the top of the Cairn Gorm, as I wasn't sure with the weather, etc. It would only take me 20 to 30 minutes to get to the top and then follow the cairns if you please. The weather has been this and that, but it should be fine... Yupla, at 2.30pm I started my ascent on the 6th highest mountain in the UK. You could tell that the path leading to the top was prepared for tourists. Blue robe guided my way up and offerd support when needed. In the meantime, rain was splashing in my face and putting my hiking trousers to a thorough test.

The view from the top wasn't much to begin with. Clouds everywhere. I started talking to a girl who was hiking on her own as well. She just came from Ben Macdui which stands at a whopping 1309m. She was far from fased by the rainy weather conditions.

When I was climbing to the top of the Cairn Gorm I had in mind to return the same way and start my descent from there. But when I was up there, I thought "now that I'm up here...". Hupla, my descent on the other side of Cairn Gorm began at 3.15pm.

It was so impressive. By this time the fear of not being able to do what I wanted to do was gone. I was freaking making the tour I first intended! By this time I really enjoyed the weather. The rain on my face, yet I was warm and confortable with my gloves, beanie, buff and million layers of clothing. There was no one waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain and there was no one with me to complain about the 'extended' tour

All went well, up until I started my proper descent. Halfway through the path was blocked by a hugh patch of ice. Too steep to walk over so I decided to try and walk past it... Yeah, that didn't work. So I tried to go higher up the mountain to find the path that I had seen from above. Didn't really work either. I just couldn't get higher up the mountain. Fear and ignorance got the better of me.

Luckily there was a couple right behind me. They had the same idea and somehow they did manage to find the path above. They saw me struggling and signed which direction I had to go. I knew which direction, I just didn't know how. Then all of the sudden the guy started walking over to me just like he was walking on flat ground. He kindly gave me his hiking sticks and started talking in English with such a familiar accent so I just asked: "Zijn jullie van Nederland?" "Ja hoor, Belg?". I followed the guy up the steep mountain side and in no time I was standing on the lovely path. I followed them for a bit further, but it was obvious that they were seasoned mountaineers so I soon fell behind. Not to worry though, I was on the right track. Well, I was, until it got covered in snow...

By the time I reached the first car park, it was already 6.45pm. Another 20min walk to the car park where my car was actually parked. As I was about to start my final walk, a jeep with first aid supplies pulled up next to me and the two guys in the car asked me where I needed to be. Sugarbowl car park. It was only when I got in the car I thought that this might not have been the smartest idea. Luckily it turned out to be a very smart idea. Had a nice little chat with the two blokes and I was at my car in less than 5minutes. Hurray for Scottish hospitality!

By 8pm I was in my room with some sushi from Tesco. Mission accomplished! I can't feel my legs though. And tomorrow I've scheduled another hiking day! Maybe I should consider a shorter route, less high? We'll see :)




And that is it for today!

Thanks for reading!
xo - Sara

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