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    Memories of Scotland: Isle of Mull Road Trip

    Our trip to the Isle of Mull was, a road trip, and as such, we saw many interesting places on the way there.  One such place of interest was not far from where we spent the night, the famous village of Pitlochry . . . Blair Castle.

     

    The oldest sections of Blair Castle date from 1269.

     

    A lovely burn (creek) ran along the side of the castle.

     

    Like many castles in Scotland, there have been many renovations and much remodeling over the centuries.

     

    Our route took us along the souther edge of the Highlands, and along Loch Tummel.

     

    Although it was early April, Spring had not yet reached Scotland.

     

    Way out in the countryside, people still built their homes as row houses . . . a statement of the power of the Scottish Lairds as much as anything I guess.  Here, along Loch Tummel.

     

    We arrived in the old harbour town of Oban.  It is a favorite place of ours to visit, not just because of the ferries we have taken from here, but because our favorite restaurent to have fresh oysters is there (front and center on the dock with the bright red roof).

     

    We checked into a nicely restored old seafront hotel (the only white one in the row of guesthouses and B&Bs).

     

    Ferry service to many of the western isles of Scotland originate from Oban.

     

    The Oban Ferry Terminal (foreground) where we departed for the Isle of Mull.  That is a fake ruin on the horizon, a folly, built in Victorian times when ancient ruins were fashionable to have in your city.

     

    Oban has some fine old architecture.  Here, Gaylen House.

     

    The ferry that took us to the Isle of Mull as it arrived in Oban.

     

    The Isle of Mull in a nutshell . . . a sea economy and culture.

     

    Friends and family visiting from Thailand means an opportunity for a road trip somewhere I have never been.  The Isle of Mull, and it's atmospheric and moody landscapes and quaint seaside villages beckoned . . .

     

    The west coast of the Isle of Mull is wet, wet, wet.

     

    Thick, wet moss of the west coast.

     

    Early April 2017 . . . always very damp Isle of Mull.  The dampness on a cloudy day certainly brings out the color of the decomposing autumn foliage.  A view from a hill.

     

    The sea invades the land around the whole of the Isle of Mull.

     

    When we saw a castle ruin we would stop for photos.

     

    We stopped often and walked out to points of interest and to gaze upon the fantastically moody vistas.

     

    As is true for all of Scotland, there are always castle ruins to explore.

     

    Castle ruins everywhere.  These are the ruins of 14th century Aros Castle.

     

    Isle of Mull always presents a strange, otherworldly view.

     

    A fisherman out on an Isle of Mull inlet.

     

    Small villages dot the inlets.

     

    This church was in a style I had not seen before in Scotland.

     

    Abandoned and weathering ship on the Isle of Mull.

     

    The dampness from a light drizzle brought out the color, pattern, detail, and complexity of the old rotting ship.

     

    Sheep everywhere.  Very wet sheep.

     

    View from our hilltop B&B of the sweet 'town' of Toberbury.

     

    Our very sweet B&B, The Harbour View, was was run by a Scot and a Thai!  Our Thai visitors were able to have Thai breakfast!

     

    History marks itself.

     

    Ancient battles fought and castles defended near here.

     

    Castle Duart (c1350) under renovation.

     

    The atmospheric view from Castle Duart on a cold, rainy day on the Isle of Mull.

     

    Then, around a bend . . . . a photographer's dream come true!

     

    Fantastic patina of age and deterioration.

     

    Abandoned after years of service.

     

    There are no bad light days in photography . . . .

     

    Not too long before this ship completely disappears.  I wonder if this is an Aberdeen Trawler.

     

    Three old fishing trawlers abandoned.

     

    Nature taking over.

     

    Fishermen worked these decks for how long?

     

    Always a view of sea and rising hills.

     

    On another day . . . sun and blue sky along the tiny roads . . .

     

    Cattle and sheep augment the fishing industries of Mull.  These are Highland cows.

     

    We meandered along these small roads using Google maps guide us to points of interest.

     

    An interesting point. 

     

    The rain came and went on all days.  These cattle were very wet!

     

    The morning we were leaving the Isle of Mull the weather turned wonderful . . . of course!

     

    Ships to and from the Outer Hebrides pass through the Sound of Mull.  We took one of these ferries last year.

     

    We boarded our ferry back to Oban on a beautiful morning.

     

    It was a smooth passage home.

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