Today we left Inverness and drove to the Isle of Skye for the last portion of our trip. We got a later start than planned as we spent a little time in Inverness doing a wee bit of shopping. I found at the last minute that there was a local craft brew store that had a selection of local ciders! It turned out there were only a couple from Scotland, but there were some interesting Welsh ciders, so I picked up a few to take with us.
Finally on the road, we enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the road to Skye.
We also came across what was effectively a vast field of spider webs.
While it was quite beautiful, with the sun gleaming on the webs, I suddenly realized this was eerily similar to any number of Sci-Fi/Fantasy movies in which we were about to find out we were in a field of baby spiders, just as a Big Ass Spider Momma came bursting through the trees. So, we decided to get while the getting was possible.
At this point, had we left Inverness earlier than we did, the plan had been to drive from Glenelg to Arnisdale. This is supposed to be a lovely drive. We still sort of had time, and could have done it, but we realized that it would be another single lane road the whole way. Steve would be unable to enjoy the view because he would be anxiously watching the road ahead for an oncoming car. Meanwhile, I would be white-knuckle gripping the door handle, anxiously watching how close we were to the left-hand side of the road, and pressing a phantom brake as we sped around curves. We decided to skip the drive, at least for now. We could always do it later in our stay if we were feeling up to it.
Instead, we headed down the road to Eilean Donan Castle to take a few dozen photos from various angles.
Continuing our drive to Portree, we admired the gorgeous landscape as we went.
Finally, we pulled in to the B&B where we are staying for the next four nights. It is a significantly different place than our previous lodgings. We stayed at a Travelodge in Edinburgh, close to shops and restaurants, and within walking distance of the major sites. We were also within walking distance of downtown in Inverness, and the B&B was lovely and charming.
The B&B in Portree is a few miles from the tiny town, literally passing sheep fields along the way, with views of horses out our window. It also feels distinctly like a room rented in someone’s house now that Junior has left for university. The communal room appears to be the man of the house’s living room as well, and it’s a bit raggedy around the edges. These are not really problems, just observations. I find horses outside the window to be quite charming actually.
The problem is the smell. It smells off. I noticed it right when I got close to the door. It got stronger as we went down the hall, and past the kitchen to our room. The innkeeper was cooking dinner for her and her husband. I don’t know what she was making, I’m just glad I wasn’t on the receiving end. I can only hope she wasn’t advance prepping for tomorrow’s breakfast.
Unfortunately, the odor permeates the house. I was hoping the smell would dissipate as the evening went on, but it was still fairly strong when we got back after dinner. It wasn’t just the smell from today’s dinner, but also an undercurrent, something lurking in the background. Perhaps the ingrained odors of years of dinners past.
Oh well. This is our lodging for the next few days, and at least our room doesn’t seem to smell. Steve and I always say we don’t need a fancy hotel because we spend the majority of our trips out of the room anyway. This was certainly true in Edinburgh where we left around 9am and typically got back after 10pm. It’s at least clean. Hopefully our clothes won’t absorb too much of the smell in the meantime.