One thought prevailed above all others during our drive around the North Coast 500: imagine what it would have been like to travel this land via horse. The sprawling hills, the great Munros, the glistening lochs… my imagination ran wild. Sure, I know I’m romanticizing the image – I’ve been on more than enough horse rides to know how sore you can be and how long it can sometimes take – but to experience the uninterrupted majesty of the land would have been amazing.
On our last full day based in Stirling, we had ambitious goals: fit in two castles. The castles in question were Stirling Castle and Doune Castle; two of the most well-known castles in the area. While I vastly enjoyed our time in both, to my mind one was the clear victor (but I won’t spoil which just yet!). First up: Stirling Castle!
There’s a certain small, lingering fear I think a lot of people have when they travel – that iconic sites they’ve seen pictures of and have been dreaming of seeing in person for years won’t live up to the standard they’ve conjured in their minds. I was wary about seeing Stonehenge in person.
Two years ago, I had lucked out big time – my trip to South Africa had fulfilled a lifelong dream for me, and had even blown my overly high expectations out of the water. I fell deeply in love with that country, which was a great reward for pining after it for so many years. This year, I got the chance to experience for the first time another county of my dreams – Scotland.