Well, we’re off. Actually we made it to Scotlandshire today.
Mrs Berin and I cheated by driving to Castle Douglas in the van, henceforth to the Western Isles and we’ve already had the first cock up.
Mrs Berin was tasked with booking the first nights hotel, also to be the last nights hotel, where we could leave the van.
For some reason she chose a place with a small car park full of potholes and craters 1 metre from the A75 at Crockford or some such place, where we were held up due to a snail dragger spreading their vehicle all over the road. Luckily the nice Scottish police let us through the closed road to find our digs.
Having driven in, not been able to park, and had a look around I took a view that the chances of the van still being there and intact when we got back was small. Mrs Berin and I discussed the matter, agreed it wasn’t her fault because I should have f***ing done it myself and so we set forth to find an alternative establishment with rooms for tonight, and at the end of the trip, with space to safely park a large van.
Miraculously we did, and were now ensconced in a nice pub in Castle Douglas with a courtyard car park. It’s 20c, there’s a beer garden, they’re not mask nazi’s and we’re booked for dinner.
I’ve not done a long trip on the HP2 before, I’ve got new never before used luggage, and I’ve opted for an also untested multi layered clothing system with Rokkerrech jeans and a Advspec Linesman jacket.
Mrs Berin is testing some new 360 camera thing and has a top box with what used to be my Canon 5d, and seems now to be Mrs Berin’s Canon 5d in it, and is apparently planning some staged shots. We’ll see how that goes.
Anyway, weather looks good for tomorrow, first off is the Raiders Road then heading north to Oban.
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Mrs Berin and I cheated by driving to Castle Douglas in the van, henceforth to the Western Isles and we’ve already had the first cock up.
Mrs Berin was tasked with booking the first nights hotel, also to be the last nights hotel, where we could leave the van.
For some reason she chose a place with a small car park full of potholes and craters 1 metre from the A75 at Crockford or some such place, where we were held up due to a snail dragger spreading their vehicle all over the road. Luckily the nice Scottish police let us through the closed road to find our digs.
Having driven in, not been able to park, and had a look around I took a view that the chances of the van still being there and intact when we got back was small. Mrs Berin and I discussed the matter, agreed it wasn’t her fault because I should have f***ing done it myself and so we set forth to find an alternative establishment with rooms for tonight, and at the end of the trip, with space to safely park a large van.
Miraculously we did, and were now ensconced in a nice pub in Castle Douglas with a courtyard car park. It’s 20c, there’s a beer garden, they’re not mask nazi’s and we’re booked for dinner.
I’ve not done a long trip on the HP2 before, I’ve got new never before used luggage, and I’ve opted for an also untested multi layered clothing system with Rokkerrech jeans and a Advspec Linesman jacket.
Mrs Berin is testing some new 360 camera thing and has a top box with what used to be my Canon 5d, and seems now to be Mrs Berin’s Canon 5d in it, and is apparently planning some staged shots. We’ll see how that goes.
Anyway, weather looks good for tomorrow, first off is the Raiders Road then heading north to Oban.
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