Given how long it's been since our last post you could be forgiven for believing that we had, on the spur of the moment, decided to settle permanently in Edinburgh. We did not. Honestly, we've just been a bit crap at writing, but our story isn't quite finished yet. As we drove away from Edinburgh, … Continue reading A whip around the Scottish Borders
Road Trip
Wrapping up the NC500
We were due for a stomp. We’d heard that Sandwood Bay has the most gorgeous beach, which is a big claim in Northern Scotland, and that you can only reach it on foot, so it was an obvious choice for a leg stretch. We’d glanced over the reference in Lonely Planet, registered something about 4km … Continue reading Wrapping up the NC500
Setting off on the NC500
After a far more successful collapse of camp we set off on our first day on the North Coast 500 route. According to the blogosphere, this hasn’t yet become massively popular, but we encountered a fairly hefty number of campervans on our way around so if you haven’t been before, go now. We did the … Continue reading Setting off on the NC500
Caro’s first ever trip to Scotland
We’d bought the books and skimmed the blogs but, true to form, we’d done very little research on Scotland before we set off from Suffolk for what was likely to be one of the last times. We had no idea what we were doing, to the extent that both of us were under the impression … Continue reading Caro’s first ever trip to Scotland
Pampa Linda and the 7 Lakes Drive
From El Bolsón we went north, back towards Bariloche and the familiar territory of Nahuel Huapi National Park. This time we had decided to explore Pampa Linda, where we planned to hike and camp in the park. We received a bit of a nasty shock when we arrived at the park and were faced with … Continue reading Pampa Linda and the 7 Lakes Drive
How not to cross a border – Futaleufú, Chile to Argentina
We made absolute tits of ourselves at the border crossing from Chile to Argentina. Getting ourselves across the border was very easy; the car was another matter entirely. We had our passports, driving licences and the car ownership documentation all ready to go. We knew that we had permission to cross the border because we’d … Continue reading How not to cross a border – Futaleufú, Chile to Argentina
Oh look some more hills, we must climb them! – Parque Pumalín & Futaleufú
We’d used up our time allocated to Parque Pumalín hiding from the rain, so we didn’t really feel like we had been able to get as much out of it as we would have liked but there's nothing that you can do about the weather. We picked up food for lunch in Chaitén and then … Continue reading Oh look some more hills, we must climb them! – Parque Pumalín & Futaleufú
“Maybe party?” – Our first few days in Montenegro
Our visit to Montenegro got off to a roaring start when we pulled in to campsite Rabrenović in the mountain village of Polja. The place itself was enormous, meticulously maintained and had it not been raining we are sure that the views were also spectacular. The very best thing about the campsite was the owner, … Continue reading “Maybe party?” – Our first few days in Montenegro
A run of bad luck in Serbia
With the notable exception of Romania, all of our border-crossings had passed off without a hitch until we reached the Hungarian/Serbian border where we were forced to abandon our British queuing etiquette and jostle along slowly with everyone else for two hours. This would turn out to be the opening act to a run of … Continue reading A run of bad luck in Serbia
Castles and gorges in Slovakia, a slight hiccup at the Romanian border and an impromptu overnight stay in Hungary
Due to the miserable weather in Zakopane, we carried on south through to the Slovakian side of Tatras Mountains where, predictably, it was still fairly miserable but the scenery that we could see was really dramatic and what would have been a damp and unpleasant hike was in fact a lovely drive. As we progressed … Continue reading Castles and gorges in Slovakia, a slight hiccup at the Romanian border and an impromptu overnight stay in Hungary
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