Rio City Tour- there’s more to this than beaches.

In the afternoon of our first day, we’d arranged to do an additional City Tour. This seemed a great idea by way of introducing us to the city. So Rachel and Raphael took us all around various parts of the city showing us some of the sites.

It turned out to be a great tour and included lots of the places I’d read about when researching our trip. How we’d ever have got to see all this on our own I don’t know. But Jane and I both agreed this was a brilliant decision,

Again the city surprised me…there are some really beautiful parts like Flamenco Park..reclaimed from the sea and now an exclusive district with green parks, an exclusive yacht harbour and fabulous views to SugarLoaf Mountain. Then there are some areas which had definitely seen better days…the so called ‘Cultural Corridor’ for example. An old commercial district where now all the shops have closed, the buildings are preserved because of their historical nature but now they’re left standing empty. Hm. But here also some buildings had been repurposed…the huge old Branco da Brazil is now a full on cultural centre. V impressive.

There were so many highlights on this trip and Rachel was an excellent guide judging well what we’d be most interested in (the huge pieces of record-breaking graffiti representing the 5 continents and produced by ‘ Kobra’ for the 2016 Olympics. ) and where our ears had stopped listening…

Amongst the highlights were the Sao Bento Monastery…home to the most ridiculous amount of baroque curly gold leaf and wood carving , the modern cathedral with its 4 stunning stained glass ‘windows’. The Sambadrome where the 12 best Samba schools get to parade at Carnival, the Cafe Colombo where we bought lunch, the Real Gabinete library and finally the crazy Selaron steps where in the 1990’s this dude decided to decorate the streets with ceramic tiles from all over the world. Now a big hit in Instagram!

By the end of the day we were loving this City and v v tired! Tomorrow we’re off to explore SugarLoaf Mountain. Can’t wait!

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Rio….not quite what I’d expected.

That sounds bad doesn’t it? But that’s not what I mean. I think some of you lovely people will know that I’ve been a little nervous about our time in Rio. Especially the days when we were due to be on our own. It’s a big old city and there is a huge amount of poverty. There are plenty of warnings for tourists about how to stay safe. Lots of them say it’s good if you can blend in as a local. This seemed highly unachievable in my case so I’ve been nervous. Cameras and phones are particularly attractive to the locals and there was no way we were coming all this way and not taking photos.

Anyway……the good news is that after a fantastic first day here (yes the 11 hour flight went without hitch) I can report that I’ve felt perfectly comfortable all day!

We were met at the airport last night by our guide for the week Rachel and our driver Raphael. They were great and suggested that, on top of the trips we already had planned, that we start with a Rio city tour. This seemed a great idea as the thought of trying to do this by ourselves was too daunting. So this afternoon that’s exactly what we’ve done!

However, let’s rewind a bit…….our hotel is The Miramar by Windsor and it’s right on Copacabana Beach. The views from our 12th floor room are awesome and we were up early enough to catch the sunrise and then after a fabulous breakfast , we went up to the 16th floor to check out the rooftop pool and bar. Wow…the views from there are something else! Even the favela , rising just behind the hotel and clinging to the granite mountainside, looks stunning.

We were awake early due to the 4 hours time difference so after this we decided to brave it and blend in with the locals on Copacabana Beach. The colour and activity down there is a sensory overload from the blues of the sea to the reds and oranges of the deckchairs and umbrellas. The sand is a kind of pinky peach colour. The activity changes throughout the day with a few people doing yoga and light exercise as well as lots of paddleboarders early on. But later it gets busier with joggers, dog walkers, cyclists, sun worshippers, surfers, volleyballers and all sorts of beach vendors…my favourites being the man with a hand held BBQ selling corn on the cob, the lady offering hair braids and the man with a plate of fresh (maybe…) oysters and Tabasco sauce!!

So what I hadn’t expected was to feel quite so safe and at ease. Everyone was friendly, smiley and enjoying beach life. At the end of our little walk we returned to find a couple of our hotels deck chairs and sat and admired the waves. Wow what an introduction.

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Heathrow Birthday celebrations Part 2.

So…..just after finishing my birthday blog post I had the most amazing surprise. I’d just showered and got ready to go to dinner and there was a knock at the door. It was about 6-15 and I said to Jane ‘Who on earth could that possibly be?’ ….knocking on our hotel door at Heathrow. Intrigued I went to answer…and in bowled my lovely friends Leera and George ( minus Woody and Buddy) come to surprise me for my birthday. All the way from Hastings and going back the same evening! Boy did they surprise me…I have honestly never been so flabbergasted and lost for words and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Obviously, sneaky Jane was in on the act and we had a fantastic evening together including balloons, party poppers and glittery 60s which I’m still find now thanks to George showering me with them! And cake…we had the most beautiful array of cake , made by Leera. She really should go on bake off!! My face hurt from smiling. What a lovely end to the day. I decided that being 60 was pretty good so far!

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Off we go again!

It’s been a while in the making but today we set off for our adventures in South America. Well, Brazil and Argentina anyway. Meanwhile our normal (kind of) travel companions are also on their travels, Joyce and Enid in deepest, darkest Peru and Adrian and Pam in Canada and then Alaska!

So, today Jane and I have made it to our first stop, the Hilton Hotel, Terminal 5 Heathrow. We were going to be in the Ibis but upgraded because…..it’s my 60th birthday TODAY. I must say so far I rather like being 60, I’ve had a lovely day with lots of cards and amazing presents. How lovely everyone is. I’m very very thankful for all our lovely friends and family.

It’s 32 degrees outside and this is acclimatising us to the temperatures that we may get in Brazil. We’ve got a fantastic itinerary planned which even we can’t believe when we read it so I hope you enjoy travelling with us via my blog!

Meanwhile , here in the air con of our hotel room we’re celebrating with a complimentary drink , watching England v Ukraine before dinner.

See you in Rio ❤️

Ready for adventures.

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The Long Journey Home

We are home now and it’s taken us nearly two days to get here from Dornie! Well, ok 6 hours from Dornie to Carlisle and then another 4 hours form there to home today. Phew.

Fabulous journey though as we opted for a different route back to Carlisle, through the imposing Glencoe and then through the Trossachs via Callander rather than Loch Lomond. The weather was fine for most of the drive and the Autumn colours were really starting to be at their best especially around Loch Lubnaig. Both areas look like we need to go and spend more time there.

As a final treat I took Jane to see the Kelpies at Falkirk. It was a relatively short detour but also meant we didn’t have to drive back through the centre of Glasgow. The Kelpies came into view from the M9 looming over the motorway as we approached the exit. They’re really impressive and it was a fitting end to our grand adventure.

Tomorrow I need to go and see the garage about the bottom of my car falling off.

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Around Dornie

I loved our AirBNB overlooking Loch Long and Loch Alsh. We lived up a road called Camuslongart and it was so so peaceful there. I wished we’d had longer to just sit and stare across the water but we have been so busy trying to make the most of our time seeing different places. We did get to see a seal here and herons regularly gave us a fly past but the otters remained elusive.

The light and weather changed constantly and I tried to capture it in paint a couple of times. More work needed still on both now. Here are just a few photos to show just how much the view changed whilst we were here. It includes a picture of Eilean Donan Castle which you could actually see from our kitchen window! Its one of the most iconic Scottish castles originally fortified in the 13th century. It played a major part in the Jacobite risings in the 17th and 18th centuries and more recently in the films Highlander and James Bond The World is not Enough (1999). We didn’t actually visit just sneaked in the car park to take some pics.

Yup, Dornie is a very special place and I’d love to go back and explore on the doorstep a little more.

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The Baleach na Ba will-she-won’t-she.

One of the trips I’d been most looking forward to from Dornie, was the trip up to the Applecross Peninsula. Several friends had said this was their favourite part of the Highlands so it came highly recommended. We’d also been advised to book a table for lunch at the Applecross Inn, it can get very busy and they do great seafood.

However, although when we woke up the views across the loch were lovely and calm, as soon as we set off on our journey it began to rain. Today’s variety was very wet rain. There are two roads into Applecross, which is on the east coast of the peninsula. The 23 miles scenic coastal route or the world famous Baleach na Ba. Both roads are part of the NC500 route and the Baleach na Ba is named on the web as the most dangerous road in Scotland! Of course I wanted to try this, it’s a long twisty drive up a road with the steepest, longest climb in the UK and Scotland’s 3rd highest road at 2053 feet. Enid had already said she would not drive today so it was down to me.

The night before I studied the OS map looking at the closeness of the contours and arrows indicating steep bits and hairpin bends. I also checked out the latest reviews on Trip Advisor. It did not make good reading. Lots of people were saying they’d hated it, couldn’t wait to get off it. The main issues people seemed to have were other drivers not using the passing places properly, campervans going up when the signs clearly say they’re not supposed to and fog- making it difficult to see five feet in front of you but also meaning the famous views are nowhere to be seen. I’d made a decision and told the girls I had an announcement to make. I would NOT be driving the Baleach na Ba, I was too scared.

So off we set, taking the much longer scenic coastal route. There was some lovely scenery along the way including really beautiful stands of Scots Pine trees. First of all around Lochcarron and then up and down to Shieldaig where we took a short break. There’s not much here but you could just about see the Torridon mountains and the vague outline of Skye the other way. There was a small general store where we bought lots of presents for folk back home. It was a popular store for such a small place but the shopkeeper was busy on the phone reporting someone who had woken up with a cough that morning……hand sanitiser girls!

Then we started on the coastal road proper which is really just a tarmac track which winds its way up the bumpy coastal route. Again the scenery was lovely but long distance views quite limited today. However, were weren’t necessarily looking for views today. What had been promised was highland cows on the road and red roofed buildings so iconic of this part of the world! It was a slow drive with just a few stops as we’d been warned not to arrive late for lunch. We found the iconic building and then just before Applecross there they were – 10 highlands coos and their wee calves standing right beside and in the road, near a passing bay. You’re not supposed to park in the passing places but I couldn’t resist. Out we all got in the rain. We totally forgot that they may not be that friendly as they looked so docile! In fact the first one we passed in the car was so still, Jane and Enid thought it was a dummy cow! Joyce tried to put her hand out to one that was very close to the car but got an abrupt ’pffnnuffh’ warning her off.

By now other cars were starting to arrive so we had to move on but my mission today had been accomplished! Happily we drove on into Applecross, not caring that there were no views and it was still absolutely pouring. We were a bit early for lunch so we did some more shopping in the really tasteful gift shop there called The Coalshed. Whilst we waited our turn to go in we chatted to some motorcyclists from California who were riding from Inverness to a remote part of Skye today. They were excited about going up the Baleach na Ba next…….

We went for our lunch at the Applecross Inn eating all sorts of traditional scottish fare, haggis, oatcakes, smoked salmon, dressed crab and Cranachan for pudding! It was very good and had a nice atmosphere. Loads of people turned up to get a table but were turned away to get a snack from the airstream parked outside and the sit in The Lambing Shed to eat. Yes, we were smug and warm.

As the meal finished I got chatting to the barmaid who looked at me like I was mad when I said I was too chicken to drive the Baleach na Ba. She said it’d be fine unless it was cloudy, it was quite quiet at this time of year and it was much easier to go back this way. Hmm……I’d already had a text from my friend Leera, telling me to do it, it was EASY. So, I told the girls I’d changed my mind and we were going to do it, even though I now felt slightly ill at the thought of it!

But outside, it was still raining and I could see clouds swirling over the hills opposite. Nope…we weren’t going to do it. Joyce and Jane looked disappointed, Enid looked relieved. Back in the car we got, there are some nice walks around Applecross but not today.

As we got to the harmless looking junction, with the big warning signs about the perils of driving the Baleach na Ba, I stopped the car. Hm…..heart said yes, head so nooooooooo! I knew I’d really regret it if I didn’t so I turned right and off we started up the famous, dreaded road! Now I’d made my decision I was fine and I’d just take my time. It started off ok, a bit windy, definitely narrow but generally you could see the way ahead and so stop in passing places to let approaching cars go by. But as we climbed higher we did start to enter the clouds and oh dear, I could no longer see very far ahead at all. Now I gripped the wheel even harder. Luckily, there were not too many other cars doing the trip today. When we reached the viewpoint car park at the top there were no views at all back down to Applecross so we just carried on. We did get some views on the other side and now you could see the really long stretch of steep road that you have to climb up in 1st gear! No cars at all on it today so it was an easy drive down, hurrah. The hairpin bends were fine too and as we descended out of the cloud I think we were all mightily relieved. As we came down we saw a campervan parked at the side of the road and just behind it a lone red deer stag looking majestic. It was a fitting end to an exhilarating drive.

It had probably taken about 40 minutes to drive back this way but it was still another 50 minutes back to Dornie. We stopped at another lovely gallery and gift shop on Lochcarron and then returned home. What a very splendid day it had been.

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Fairy Pools and a Castle on Skye

Today we returned to the Isle of Skye. It was my turn to drive and our itinerary was a little simpler than yesterday. First we would go and have a look at the Fairy Pools of Instagram and then on to Dunvegan Castle. I’d also originally planned to include a visit to the Talisker Whisky (thanks Mike for the educational video informing me that yesterday I got my spelling wrong. No ’e’ in scottish whisky!). However, we’d heard that there was no tour going on at the distillery and we’d had our own tasting at the pub last night, so didn’t think we’d just go to their shop at Carbost. We got in the car and put in the postcode for the fairy pools car park and it said it was going to take two hours. Eek.

The view across our loch wasn’t too bad when we woke up having our breakfast but as we drove down the kyle it got worse and worse, yes lots of rain and mist and Skye nowhere to be seen. However, no sooner had I commented on this and we started crossing the Skye Bridge, it cleared and we had magnificent views of the Cuillins aglow in the morning sun. To start with we followed the same route up towards Portree but at Sligachan Bridge, we’d turn off towards Dunvegan on the A863. I planned to stop at Sligachan to take some photos of the old bridge with the mountains in the background but by now it was pouring again so we didn’t bother to stop.

On we went on a very good, re -tarmacked road and after about an hour and a half we finally joined the single track road down into Glennbrittle. There were lots of very polite drivers on this road carefully using the passing places to get along. The girls in the car were playing ’Only Connect’ to amuse themselves but I was just staring at the incredible scenery looming ahead of me. Wow!

4 miles before the sat nav said we should, we found the sign for the car park for the Fairy Pools. It was incredibly well organised with a one-way system, lovely toilets and plenty of spaces to park. I’d read that it had only been built this Summer and it was all a bit of a nightmare before that.

You could clearly see the walk up ahead. Yes, the rain had cleared just in time again. It’s really just a small, lively river pouring down from the incredible arch of rocks behind. The path was quite exciting too as we had to get across several lots of stepping stones, some more tricky than others! With a helping hand and use of walking poles we all got across safely if not as gazelle like as some of the young campervanners. There were lots of people doing this walk, again of all nationalities but I guess I’d kind of expected that as it is so famously photographed.

On we went and eventually started to find the Fairy Pools proper. It’s a series of Crystal-clear pools and waterfalls , very tempting to swim. There were even some mad crazies taking a dip today. The pools really are quite lovely and as you walk up they’re all slightly different so you just keep going. Strangely, there is no great tarn at the top. I’m not quite sure how long it took us but as we turned to retrace our steps….it started to rain and the wind started to push us about. Yuk. We scrambled to get out waterproof trousers on whilst Jane said she’d helpfully left hers in the car. However, the shower soon passed and we all got blow dried on the way back up to the car. It really had been worth the visit and we’d all enjoyed the walk.

By now it was 2-30 and time to make our way up the island to Dunvegan Castle. It was another long drive to get there mainly along the western coast. Its a lovely quiet, good road so I made good time. Yesterday, we stopped a lot to take in the views, today I was more determined just to get there but there was some lovely scenery along the route, especially where you come across the little villages of tiny white crofters cottages. By now of course we were all getting hungry as we had not brought a picnic today. Surely, on a Sunday there’d be a nice tearoom in one of these little villages. Aha, here we are The Bog Myrtle Cafe…it looked a bit run down and the girls weren’t sure they fancied it. Not to worry it was closed. In fact everything along the road was very much closed. Until we reached Dunvegan itself where there was a petrol station and it even had some diesel. So I refilled and we stocked up on Garage Buffet. A note on petrol: there was been absolutely no problem getting petrol the whole time we’ve been travelling. We also passed an organic cafe/bakery here where they were queuing up the street to get in.

We had our tasty snacks in the car park of the castle before going in. The sun was shining so we decided to walkaround the gardens first. They were very lovely and full of Autumnal colours, it had a tumbling water garden, a walled garden and even offered seal trips down by the harbour (closed on Sunday). Then the wind whipped up again so we made a dash for the castle. Its not particularly attractive outside I have to say, is it covered in 60s concrete? but inside it was rather grand especially the dining room. It is the ancestral home of the chief of the MacLeod clan and has been for 800 years. The current MacLeod of MacLeod Chief is called Hugh Magnus MacLeod who was born in London and works as a TV director. There were some great paintings of his ancestors on the walls, most of them were called Norman but his great grandma Flora was also made chief when she was only 9 years old.

There was also a room full of historical artefacts such as the Fairy Flag which being very old (4th century?) was rather tattered but has magical powers when taken into battle. I’m really not sure what all this mention of Fairies is all about. We didn’t see any at the waterfalls and there wasn’t a picture of a fairy on the flag but Wikipedia tells me there are ’elf dots’ on the flag. Hm.

We watched a video in the basement room for a while about the history. The nice man narrating had a lovely, soothing voice and it was warm and cosy down there so we all started to nod off. It was time to go! Back on the two hour drive home. All in good weather and easy driving. Hurrah! Except at Sligachan Bridge where it was still drizzling so we didn’t stop again. We did stop at the Coop in Broadford for some supplies of Red Skye beer and enjoyed a night in with Steak a la Jane and a rematch of Yahtzee which I won. Yahtzee in 1s on my first turn. Luck of the Fairies.

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Skye scenery overload

Yesterday was our first trip to Skye from here in Dornie. The weather forecast was for rain up until 2pm and then getting slightly better. This meant we had a fairly leisurely morning before Enid set off on the drive to the Misty Isle. We drove over the modern Skye Bridge and then onwards.

My plan for the day was to explore The Trotternish Peninsula , there is a circular route but it took us ages to even get to Portree. I quickly adapted my planning realising we were highly unlikely to fit everything in in half a day. Good decision.

As it was pouring with rain we stopped first in Portree, had a quick look down on the colourful cottages but then retreated out of the rain and into The Merchants Bar. It’s part of the same hotel and restaurant (Dulce and Brose) where we had hoped to eat but where it was booked up for the whole of October when I tried to book in August! Anyway, a very grumpy Russian barman agreed to serve us drinks. We sat watching a real fire blaze on the flat screen TV. Jane and I tried the Red Skye beer which was very good. The bar had a fine display of whiskey’s but it was a little early for that……yet.

As we left the rain stopped and the sun tried its best to shine. We had a stroll through the town square and found MacKenzies bakery where I treated myself to a couple of naughty looking tarts for later.

Then our tour proper began. The road was pretty rough and we’d already driven past the magnificent Cuillins getting glimpses through the mists. They’re truly spectacular when the sunlight catches them and very different to anything I’ve seen in the Lakes etc.

On poor Enid drove, up the eastern side of the peninsula along the A855. I used my OS map app to follow our route and its brilliant because I can see exactly where we are on the road and spot viewpoints, waterfalls, car parking ahead. This meant that we stopped at some of the places I’d always planned for us but other little laybys too. Mind you, we were not the only ones doing this and it was surprising just how many tourists including American’s, Russian’s and Japanese were following the same route.

So, our main stops today were The Old Man of Storr, Kilt Rock and Mealt Falls (which tumbles over the basalt cliffs). The weather did get better and better although as we walked up to The Old Man of Storr the mists were very much swirling around and we decided not to take the full 1-2 hour trek up.

As we got up to Staffin (famous for its huge dinosaur footprints) we all decided that the most important thing now was the loo. Maybe there would be a hotel or tearoom in the next village , there was but it was closed. 3pm on a Saturday? What? We spotted a lane with a sign that said ’To the Beach’. Surely on a Saturday, there would be a teashop with a toilet down there. Down the terrible single track road we went. There was nothing , but a steady stream of cars coming along. Admittedly, the views here were absolutely fabulous but Jane said she had ’scenery overload’ and would not take any more photos until we found a toilet! There was a fabulous beach here with a backdrop of green fields of tiny crofts and spectacular mountains. Anyway…toilets…

Enid drove on a little further in the hope that ’PC’ on the OS map meant ’Public Convenience’ but no such luck. We decided to turnaround and we stopped at a tiny petrol station and I told the nice man our plight, asking if there was a public loo nearby. He said that there was in the Community Hall exactly a mile back along the road. Hurrah, it turned out the Community Hall was attached to the Mace store and I can report that it’s loos were very much a highlight of our trip.

So, we’d only really completed half of the trip I’d planned and the Fairy Glen would have to wait for another time. We drove back along the same road and Enid was keen to get home fast, until we hit a huge pothole at about 60mph! The pub we’d planned to eat at was closed for a private function so we decided instead to get back to Dornie and have dinner at The Clachan Pub just across the water from us.

What a brilliant turn of fate this was. We had a great evening with splendid food. Then we decided to have our own whiskey tasting. We enjoyed comparing the Speyside Balvenie with the local Skye Talisker. I don’t actually like whiskey at all but felt I had to join in. In fact, after a couple of sips I found I rather liked the smoky, peaty Talisker! The evening was rounded off nicely when the very handsome man in the kilt agreed to have his photo taken with me. He was off to a wedding and looked very splendid indeed.

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Plockton pics

Here are just a few of the photos we took at Plockton yesterday. History update from Enid….it all started with herring fishing.

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