This year at last the trip I wanted to make for such a long time. The
        trip to the Outer Hebrides. This year I had the time to plan this trip
        properly. I wanted to take the Caledonian MacBrayne Hopscotch tour
        number 9. First I did write a letter to get confirmed the wanted sailing
        dates. Within a week I did receive the answer from Caledonian MacBrayne,
        no problem. Than I had to pay through the Royal Bank of Scotland.
        Don’t forget if you are paying from abroad to state, that it is at
        “Our Costs” otherwise the operator doesn’t get the full amount and
        the deal is off.

Caledonian MacBrayne the main
transporters these holidays
        To book the Hook of Holland - Harwich ferry was a little bit easier. My
        local tour operator AMRO Bank did take care of this.
        
        
        Tuesday the 7th of
        July Heerenveen - Colchester
        Today
        was the first time I couldn’t drive straight to the polder. Road
        maintenance at Zeewolde was causing the trouble. Without further delays,
        just in time reached Hook of Holland.
        
        

Hook of Holland Good Bye, the
holidays are here.
        On board everything was
        well-organised and good food too. The British customs were the same as
        usual, looking in every corner of the camper, what’s your go and were
        are you going to? The people in England are luckily a lot more
        hospitable than the customs employees. Colchester camping is just a half
        our drive from Harwich, so around eight o’clock I could settle down. In
        just a few minutes, I did transform my VW transporter into a VW camper
        to fool the Dutch road taxes, for lower taxes it’s better to have a
        transporter in The Netherlands, but the British authorities don’t know
        about this and at these holidays a camper is more useful. The “Crown
        Inn” is close by and it’s a nice little Pub too. When I came in the
        barkeeper said: “Another year already”, because I have been here
        many times. My answer: Yes, and just the same please, a pint of real Ale is
        the result.
        
        
        Wednesday the 8th of July Colchester - Market Rasen
        
        
        Next day at Bury St. Edmunds was a nice
        market (also cattle) and good coffee too. The rest of the day I drove
        through Norfolk and Lincolnshire. The Market Rasen campsite beside the
        Race Course was easy to find. 
        
        

Market Rasen Race Course Camp
Site
        In
        the evening you can take a nice walk along the racetrack grounds. The local
        Brass band did have their exercises in one of the rooms at the
        racetrack. Luckily they stopped around ten o’clock.
        
        
        Thursday the 9th of July Market Rasen - Ullswater
        
        
        It was a rainy and windy day, typical English
        you can say. My target today was the Lake District. The Limefitt Park at
        Ambleside was not so difficult to find, because I had been here before.
        But I wasn’t welcome anymore, because I’m alone and it’s a family
        campsite now. The lady of the reception could understand my astonishment
        and irritation. After a little talk, she had to admit, that she saw no
        reason not to accept me, but you know head office and so on and rules
        are rules and all that kind of bullshit. I could really give vent to my
        feelings about discrimination against people travelling alone and the
        advantage the tourist industry takes of them. I wished them luck and did
        find a nicer campsite run by the “Brothers Water Inn” owner at
        Ullswater. A nice trip too, through the “Kirkstone Pass”. 
        
        

        Highest
        Pub of England at the Kirkstone Pass, Lake District
        
         
        Friday
        the  10th 
        of July Ullswater
        
        Today
        I had a nice tour through beautiful surroundings and however it’s a
        little bit busy on the roads. Nature looks still wild. The army had some
        kind of display at Windemere to get new recruits, you could even bungee
        jump.
        
        
        Windemere
        is a nice town with a lot of good shops and restaurants. Windemere still
        has some of that old glory.
        
        
        Saturday the 11th of July Ullswater - Motherwell (Glasgow)
        
        
        The
        A592 is a nice road to drive. Motherwell is a part of Glasgow the
        campsite is very large and is beside a rowing course. The warden
        wouldn’t let me stay at first, because at his view I had a
        “Commercial Van” and it’s not allowed to camp in it. When I did
        show him the inside of the Van it was all right.
        
        
        At
        the weekend there was a regatta. You had also Dutch competitors, I was
        glad with it otherwise it should have been a very lonely night.
        Strathclyde Park is very quiet at night.
        
        
        Sunday the 12th of July Motherwell - Oban
        
        
        Even
        at a Sunday morning the M8 through Glasgow is very busy. But I did reach
        Erskine Bridge without any delays and could go on to the more tranquil
        north. At Lush I did take some coffee in an Inn where so some people say,
        Paul McCartney drinks his coffee too on his way to Kintyre. Through
        Argyll and the Glencoe it’s a very nice drive to Oban. You see a lot
        of mountaineers when driving through the Glencoe. This morning I also
        saw a caravan broken to pieces. Through the severe winds it started to
        swerve and did hit a piece of overhanging rock.
        
        
        Oban
        campsite is at the bottom of the town, nearby a diving school and the
        harbour. Caledonian MacBrayne is sailing to many destinations from Oban.
        Like Mull, Barra and South Uist.
        
        
        Monday the 13th of July Oban
        
        
        The
        weather wasn’t nice today, so I did visit a glass-works shop, they were
        blowing different shapes out of just a piece of piping hot glass. Oban
        is a nice city to nose about.
        
        

Oban Harbour
        At
        the campsite I did get new neighbours, five Dutchman in a very old car
        (Citroën) and a tent that I think will not stand a lot of rough weather.
        But they are nice and friendly.
        
        Tuesday
        the  14th 
        of July Oban - Pollacher
        
        Sailing
        was this afternoon around three o’clock. Lochboisdale, South Uist is
        the next stop. I did take a picture of one of the passengers, I didn’t
        know a 250cc. Suzuki could carry so much weight. It’s a miracle.
        
        

        Ferry
        from Oban to Lochboisdale, South Uist. A 250cc. Suzuki can carry a lot
        of weight it seems.
        
        
        The
        sailing was calm at a smooth sea. There aren’t any campsites at South
        Uist according the Lochboisdale Tourist Information Centre. Pollacher at the south coast is
        however very popular by campers and it’s allowed to camp here. Camping
        is allowed everywhere it seems. I did find a wonderful spot at a nice
        beach and at a sunny day you can see America too I think. My closed
        neighbours are a couple of Germans, about two miles away.
        
        

Pollacher
free camping at the Atlantic Ocean, between here and America there is only
water.
        I
        had a wonderful night, taking a walk along the beach, reading a book,
        this is peace, this is life. At half past ten there’s still some
        daylight left. At half past twelve I suddenly was awake, I heard a lot
        of noise and bagpipes playing just behind the Campervan. Two Scots were
        playing the bagpipes and a third one played the drums. They left after
        about one quarter, but they were back at a quarter past one. I didn’t
        respond to the noise, I wasn’t in need for a few drunken Scots. At a
        quarter to two I only did hear the ocean again.
        
        
        Wednesday the 15th of July Pollacher - Benbecula
        
        
        At
        the end of the road nearby the Pollacher Pub I did see the first
        standing stone of many on these isles. Driving north you get a good
        impression of the loneliness of “The Hebrides” and you notice there
        aren’t any trees. You see also a lot of monuments beside the road.
        Coffee at the “Orsey Inn” was good, the road to this Inn became very
        narrow the further you came and it ended in just a path. I was the only
        customer and had a friendly welcome. I suppose they don’t see a lot of
        customers over here.
        
        
        Benbecula
        is actually a small Island in between North – and South Uist. Before
        the second world war it wasn’t connected yet, but to hinder German
        U-boats reaching the Allied fleet at Scapa Flow Churchill ordered to
        build these causeways. Nice still, because it cuts out two ferries.
        
        
        In
        the afternoon the weather became real nasty. A Campervan is luxury than.
        Awnings of another camper couldn’t hold it against the storm. I did
        listen to the live coverage of the “Tour the France” at my shortwave
        radio. 
        
        
        According
        to the inhabitants of the Hebrides they have the depression expedition
        centre over here. From here it’s distributed and is made the decision
        where the depressions have to go; To the North (Scandinavia), To the
        middle (The low countries and England) or to the south. And everyone
        knows in every distribution centre there are always some goods left
        behind. That’s case at the Hebrides.
        
        
        Thursday the 16th of July Benbecula - Lochmaddy
        
        
        Driving
        along a B-road to Lochmaddy it isn’t busy. People do live here
        scattered around, it’s all very remote and there isn’t a lot of
        luxury so to see. Lochmaddy doesn’t have a campsite, but it’s
        allowed to camp at the harbour parking. Campers just have taken this
        piece land. Had a nice evening in Lochmaddy sending everybody at home a
        postcard, to let everyone know “I’m all right and enjoying myself”.
        
        
        The
        Suzuki motorbike still carries his weight all the way from Oban. His
        driver is waiting for the Uig ferry to the Isle of Skye. This ferry also
        sails to the Isle of Harris. There are more passengers going to Skye
        than to Harris.
        
        
        Friday the 17th of July Lochmaddy - Drinishader
        
        
        This
        Friday morning the shops are closed. Strange. Boarding the ferry was a
        strange experience; The first cars had to drive backwards onboard, they
        will board at Uig, The last cars me included had to drive forward
        onboard, because we were boarding at Harris.
        
        

Lochmaddy North Uist
        At
        the very primitive and soggy campsite at Drinishader I met a Dutch
        couple from Apeldoorn. I did meet them also at Lochmaddy; We now had the
        time to talk a little about our trip so far. For instance about the farm
        alongside the road which had very unusual for this Isles a lot of trees
        around the farmhouse. These trees had to fight the over here so common
        westerly winds. They did grow small at the Westside and ended tall at
        the eastside.
        
        
        In
        the night we inspected our stance, because we had some fear that the
        wheels would sink away in the soggy underground. You could feel the
        grounds moving, when walking over. The drinking water wasn’t very
        clean and boiling it first is a must.
        
        

Drinishader
Campsite at Harris, soggy and primitive
        Saturday the 18th of July 
        
        
        This
        morning we didn’t have to shuffle our cars out of the mud. Along the east
        coast I did drive to Rodel, Harris most southerly point. From here along
        the west coast to Tarbert through magnificent nature. At first I did
        planned to stay at Tarbert but the weather is so good that I decided to
        drive to Stornoway, Lewis. Because Tarbert looks a little bit lonely and
        I expect to have more fun at the bigger Stornoway campsite and city.
        It’s Saturday after all. Stornoway is a lot busier than the rest of
        the Hebrides. But that isn’t so strange because there are living more
        people in this city than at all the other Isles together.
        
        
        Laxdale
        campsite isn’t busy but compared to the other campsites it’s crowded.
        It is convenient for the city and to tour around Lewis. A Dutch boy from
        the city of Rheden is spending holidays over here by bicycle. He
        travelled by train from The Netherlands to Edinburgh and did cycle from
        Edinburgh through Scotland to Lewis. Not something you expect from an
        employee of the Ministry of Agriculture laboratories. 
        
        
        Sunday the 19th of July Stornoway
        
        
        At
        the most northern point of Lewis you find the "Butt of Lewis"
        lighthouse. There are a lot of cats around the lighthouse. 
        
        

Butt of Lewis
        Nature
        is very beautiful driving through the peat-moors. There isn’t anyone
        working today. According to the amount of cars parked alongside the
        church, I think that most of the people are attending
        the Sunday service.
        
        
        At
        every house you see a big stacks of turf, for cooking and heating. They
        burn their own land this way.
        
        
        Monday the 20th of July Stornoway
        
        
        This
        morning, I did drive a lovely tour and from Stornoway to the world
        famous “Callanish Stones”.
        
        

        Callanish
        Standing Stones at Lewis
        
        
        At
        a "Dun" (a centuries old pile of stones) I did meet the people
        from Apeldoorn again. They were driving the same tour clockwise and I
        did it anticlockwise. It started to rain so heavily that I had to run to
        the car, but I was wet all over.
        
        
        Tuesday the 21st of July Stornoway
        
        
        Tolsta
        Head was the go this morning. The road towards Tolsta Head wasn’t good
        at all and the last few miles I had to walk. It started to rain very
        heavily so after a short look, swiftly back to the car. The weather stayed like
        this the whole day.
        
        

        Stornoway,
        Lewis view from the park
        
        
        In
        the afternoon I drove from Stornoway to Tiumpan Head. This road was much
        better. The lighthouse people must like cats, because there were a lot
        of cats here too, just as at the "Butt of Lewis".
        
        
        Wednesday the 22nd of July Stornoway - Ullapool
        
        
        The
        ferry to Ullapool was right on time and the sea was calm. The campsite
        at Ullapool looks very busy. Everything looks busy on the mainland,
        coming back from the Hebrides. Knowing that this part of Scotland is
        quiet, and still it looks busy.
        
        
        Tonight
        there was a realistic exercise of the Ullapool fire brigade. There was
        an accident between a normal car and a tank-car. The fire fighters used
        a lot of foam and the harbour was full of it after the exercise.
        
        
        Thursday the 23rd of July Ullapool - Ballater
        
        
        Today
        I drove along Inverness, the A939 through the Grampians. A nice drive
        with nice views and steep parts. Sheep are running loose at the road, so
        you have to watch out. The highest parts of the Grampians are often also
        ski resorts, where also are many activities during Summer. 
        
        
        Ballater
        is an old village, 1986 the railway station closed. In early days the
        Royal Family arrived at this station to stay at their castle. Almost
        every shop in the village had the sign “by appointment to her Majesty”.
        The village now is a place where you find many hotels and a campsite to
        serve the tourists.
        
        
        Friday the 24th of July Ballater - Edinburgh
        
        
        The
        drive through Breamer and the “Devil’s Elbow” to Edinburgh was
        very nice. The busload of Dutch tourists wasn’t nice. I did over hear
        them in a restaurant, the coffee wasn’t good the cake wasn’t good in
        Holland everything was better. Stay at home than. 
        
        
        The
        Edinburgh campsite “Little France” is very convenient for visiting
        Edinburgh. The bus stop is in front of the campsite. You can see the
        Craigmillan Castle from the campsite, I did visit the castle, it’s a
        nice kept and small.
        
        
        Saturday the 25th of July Edinburgh
        
        
        Shopping
        at a Saturday is nice special when the sun shines. The “Royal Mile”
        is also a nice street to walk, a lot of small shops and Pubs. Rose
        Street is for the thirsty tourists heaven. 

Edinburgh Royal Mile
        I
        bought a few Tina Turner CD’s and four Tanith Lee fantasy novels, the
        first is my favourite singer and the second my favourite female writer.
        
        
        Sunday the 26th of July Edinburgh - York
        
        
        Today
        I drove along Jedburgh and the hilly A68 to York. I always stay at the
        “Rawcliffe Manor” campsite when visiting York. The campsite has a
        good restaurant and a nice Pub, very convenient after a long drive.
        Nearby there are a lot of shops and the “Green Line” bus to York
        city centre is close by.
        
        
        Monday the 27th of July York
        
        
        I
        tried to visit the “Yorvik the Viking” exposition telling the
        history of York, but it was to busy. I’ll be back another year.
        
        
        York
        has a lot of charity shops and so on. Nice to nose around, bought some
        records, books and a lot more.
        
        
        Tuesday the 28th of July York - Colchester
        
        
        The
        more you approaches the south the busier the roads. The A1 is very busy,
        but nice to drive through and the “Little Chefs” are always in easy
        reach. Did visit Cambridge for a while and than I drove through to
        Colchester Camping.
        
        
        The
        supermarket is close by and I bought some Colman’s Mustard, Cider, Ale,
        Salt & Vinegar and Cheese & Union Crisps. You cannot get these
        goods in The Netherlands or they are very expensive.
        
        
        Wednesday the 29th of July Colchester
        
        
        Colchester
        city is a nice city to shop and look around. I did go by bicycle.
        Someone has stolen my pump, thieves are also here it seems.
        
        

Colchester The Oldest Recorded Town in England
        Colchester
        is an old city and has the charisma of it.
        
        
        Thursday the 30th of July Colchester - Heerenveen
        
        
        The
        crossing of the North Sea was very calm. Heerenveen hadn’t changed the
        last weeks. Your own bed sleeps well the first nights at home. 
        
        

Impression from the holidays,
photo album 1992