As alluded to in a couple of recipes recently, I went up to the Isle of Mull to see my parents in September. I have been many times, and every time try to do something different. This time included popping to the idyllic island of Iona (twice, due to poor weather stopping ferries the first time) as well as a walk from Loch Buie to Carsaig (which includes a using a rope to climb down some rocks) and a number of other shorter walks. The trip also featured a 3 day period where we had no running water, as my parent’s pump on their private supply broke. This meant we had to carry about 1000 litres of unfiltered water from the stream up to their house, and we could only really use that for flushing toilets and running a dishwasher. Fortunately we managed to get a pump sorted in a few days, but it was a harsh reminder of why living on an island isn’t necessarily for everyone. This was also the first time I got to meet my parent’s new dog; Meg. She will feature heavily here.
As well as trips to Paris and Glasgow/The Isle of Mull I’ve had a couple of other small trips. Before I inundate the blog and my social feeds with photos of my recent trip to Budapest I thought I’d share a number of the photos from recent trips we’ve taken to both Devon and Edinburgh. These photos will be shared simply with a clarification of where they were taken.
At Easter of 2016 I took my girlfriend to meet my parents on the Isle of Mull. We’d spent a number of days in Glasgow and traveled up (incredibly early) on the Friday morning by train. We got the ferry across late that morning and I had my first chance to show the area off to Maddie. The weather was completely mixed for the whole trip, with it fluctuating from heavy rain to bright sunshine (the ferries later on the same day actually got cancelled and my sister had to stay in Oban for the night). This post shows images from our crossing and first couple of days on the island, including the ever changing and beautiful view from my parents house across to Ben More and a walk we did to Knockvologan and its beaches. Another thing to note was we paid a visit to the Isle of Mull Weavers at Ardalanish/Uisken and were talked through the whole process of weaving and design. If anything it made me want one of their pieces even more, and I’d recommend popping in if you’re ever on the island.
If you saw my photo diary of Christmas on the Isle of Mull you’ll know I spent the entire festive period on the island. After my parent’s left my friends came up to visit and we spent a few days walking, drinking and eating. Below are a few snaps I took, with the odd one taken by my friends (mainly the group shots). I’m going up again in March, and you can see previous posts about Scotland and the island here, but for now, enjoy my photos from New Years. As ever, more photos are available on my flickr:
Walk along Glen More
At Christmas I took a trip to see my parents in Scotland again, you can see snaps from previous visits here and check out general Scotland rambles here. For the uninitiated; my parents live on the Isle of Mull and I absolutely fuckin’ love it there. This is part one of a two part series, and concentrates on the days over Christmas, before my friends came up for New Years. That will be following after I finally get around to doing my first recipe post of the year.