Today was the day that we left our house in Suffolk for the last time as residents and the next time we come her it will just be as visitors as we prepare to sell it. From now on our home will be in Forres, Moray and this journey was to move Bertie to his new home. We had taken the car north just a few days before and had flown straight back from Inverness to Luton by EasyJet for
TastePerthshire had plenty of space and a reasonable restaurant. However it was a bit close to the A9 so traffic noise was an issue – even late at night. I have to say this was my least good night’s sleep this trip! The biggest surprise in the morning was just how hot the sunshine was – I could feel it through the front curtains as I lay in bed at 7:30am so we did not lie in quite as long
We had more showers this morning to get the value from our expensive campsite stopover and we emptied grey water and filled the fresh water tank. There were two Scottish Castles on the intinerary today. The first was Crichton Castle just 13 miles up the road. This was a beauty and only a mile off the A68 which we have driven up and down many times over the last few years. I can’t understand how we have missed this gem.
We emptied the loo before we left the Anglers Inn – what terrific value that stop over was. A nice meal and drinks for just over £20, free stop over, free water, emptying grey water and emptying the loo! The road north from Kielder was even smaller than the road in from the south and we felt we were entering to Scotland by the back door! Our first stop was planned for the Hermitage Castle which is a dramatic building
I actually writing this on 1st June as we have had no mobile signal at the last two overnight stops. So I am writing all three days blogs on 1st June 2016. We slept very well at Boston Park Farm but were up and about by 9am. We saw someone moving around at the farm park so we decided to take David Chappel up on his offer and wandered over to say hello to the animals – rabbits, pigs, goats,
After a peaceful night at Stonea we had a slow start and were on the road a bit before 10am for the 34 mile journey to Burghley House. A grey morning with no sun and brisk northerly wind. We had a pleasant drive across the Fens past Peterborough to Burghley House. We parked up in the coach park at Burghley and had it completely to ourselves although there were many hundreds of cars parked all around. There was a big