Rusty White, a van on tour

Two hours on the water and the ferry spit us out, as the very first ones, in Uig on the Isle of Skye. Only a few kilometers down the road is one of the island's main attractions, Fairy Glenn, which reminded my human of the Chocolate Hills in the Philippines, just smaller. It's a very green valley with small grassy hills. Imagine Kermit the Frog having- goosebumps and you see that under a microscope. Kinda like that. Because we were there pretty early, it was still rather quiet. But the size of the car park suggested that that was subject to change. And this seems to be true for all of Skye. In comparison to the Hebrides, this is Disney World. So many people here from all over the place! Many French and Italians, but also a score of Asian people, many motor homes from the Netherlands and Germans, of course. If Duntulm Castle was still peaceful (no surprise there, it's just a very ruined ruin) and there wasn't much traffic hiking up Hushin, a great whale watching spot (su

After enjoying the Highland Games, the next day we visited the Glenfinnan Viaduct, which stretches across a valley in 35m height for over 300m. It's an impressive piece of construction and only took 15 month to complete in 1897/98. If it looks familiar to you, think of little wizards.   The Hogwards Express 18.904 Pounds in 1897, whatever that would be today We set ourselves up at the trailhead for Ben Nevis that night and by  6.30am my human was on the move.  The mountain is the highest in the UK, 1345m, and a staggering average of 100.000 people climb it every summer on the normal route. It seemed like about 500 of those were out that day. During her ascent she was pretty much by herself, though. The bottom half of the trail consists of never ending rock steps until it turns into a boulder field. The path is well trodden and easy to follow, though. It was a stunning day; very little wind, warm and sunny, great views. Until, and I feel I don't really have to mention this, she