Betsy’s first Easter Scotland trip. It was combined with a week in North Wales. This page will be limited to the week in Scotland. The Welsh part can be saved for another page. It was also a confirmation that using the GenRad US travel office to book accommodation that was anything other than using US travel chains was a useless exercise. More about that on another occasion. It was the second time that a car rental that did not materialise. We were able to solve the problem by renting a Vauxhall Cavalier from Avis I think, at Manchester Airport. We were ferried around by Bob Ingram for the first week of the trip when we were mainly in Wales.
As usual, it was great week and definitely had Betsy wondering “what have I done?” after she had joined the Phil Broughton “warm up hike” to the falls of Glomach. Other memorable days were The Five Sisters of Kintail, the Glen Elg Brochs, a day on the Isle of Skye with a stop at the Talisker distillery. Of course we had to visit that much photographed landmark; Eilean Donan Castle. Not forgetting looking for the Loch Ness Monster.
Betsy had her first experience of driving on the left – she is very good at it.
On the day we headed to Scotland, Bob took us to Manchester Airport, we picked up the car and then drove my mother to Shaw. Betsy and I then set out after lunch (rather late really) for Nanoch Lodge. We had dinner somewhere near Tyndrum and arrived at our accommodation very late. It was at least 11:00 PM and everyone was in a very social mood. There were some new faces in addition to the people that I knew from earlier Easters. It was the first time that Betsy met Dave and Rosemary Wharton, Richard and Mandy, and the Lochway group. She had met Phil on a previous occasion when we stopped at ICL towards the end of our honeymoon in the UK.
The group was spread over several houses with Nanoch Lodge being the largest where we were billeted and where we all had dinner together.
There were two important birthdays while we were there – Anna, Mandy Jones’s middle daughter was 21 on 21 April. On the the same day, Betsy was 32. So there was some celebration.
The first hike was the long remembered Falls of Ghlomaich walk. Betsy came to the conclusion that the laws of gravity do not apply to water on the Scottish hills because not matter how steep the slope, it was always wet and muddy. There’s no doubt that this was a tough day for some reason. Perhaps we were both out of condition.
Betsy was also surprised to see that the group did not rinse dishes after washing in soap and water, so the aftertaste was noticeable. When we washed dishes, we always rinsed! At one point I was told not to use cold water for rinsing by another guest (I have forgotten her name, but I believe that she has since died) – my logic was that I did not want to waste heat energy, especially with the huge baths at the Lodge; no point in running out of hot water.
There were a few changes from my previous Easter trips. The early morning tea delivered by me did not seem to be needed any more, but I did it all the same. However the Boggle game was still popular and there was still a dinner out on the final evening. Both of these last traditions seem to have lapsed.































