Rosemarkie, Fortrose, and back to Edinburgh
Our night on the beach passed without disturbance, and we were treated to a beautiful view in the morning of the Moray Firth, unfortunately with no sign of the famous dolphins. Astrid decided to go skinny-dipping in the sea, which must have been quite a surprise for the old ladies who happened to be walking along the path next to the beach at the same time! Of course, following her example I had to do the same. It was actually not so cold, and very refreshing.
After this, we bought some breakfast and sat on the shore wall to eat it, while a seagull was continuously pestered by its young. The things were almost as large as the adult bird, and I was drawn to make comparisons with human children, who continue to be a drain on their parents well past childhood. I was no exception, it must be said.
We then walked around Chanonry Point, past where the Brahan Seer was gruesomely put to death by boiling in tar. Or so the story goes. Finally, we passed my old school, Fortrose Academy; besides the ruins of the cathedral there was not too much else to do in Fortrose.
The weather turned out very nice in the afternoon, which allowed a little bit of sunbathing on the beach. Certainly a nice way to end our time in the Highlands. What was not so nice was the running which we needed to do to catch the bus back to Inverness – it seems I will never learn to be on time for such things.
When we reached Inverness, there was yet more rushing after some idiot in a pizza shop assured me that my pizza would for sure be ready in plenty of time to catch my train. Of course it was not, and I was about to run out of the shop without it when it finally arrived. Hopefully tomorrow’s journey back to the Netherlands will be less stressful.
