Minirolls Musings

Fairy Pools Flowing

Up this tiny single track road, with passing places we wriggled up into the hills again. And as we did, the weather started to turn. It had been so good this morning, we actually had a view for most of it. Driving along we kept stopping for photos, or to ask a pig if he was meant to be crossing the road on his own.

So Soggy I Swam

Starting the day, the Scottish way again with a nice big breakfast.

Daito Meets The Sea

The dogs rose before dawn, so naturally, so did we. 7am and it was still pitch black outside but routine is routine and apparently I’m not getting out of it even on holiday.

Dog Bed

Our first campervan night with Daito was actually great! Aimi was a little worried he wouldn’t settle, but the long drive was obviously tiring. He’s also got the hang of his bed under ours.

Heading North

Oh what a long bloody way “actual” Scotland is. Not the border. That came and went an hour ago. But proper mountains and forests and lochs.

Dead Arm

Your finger can bleed a remarkable amount. It had soaked thru the bandage A&E had given me, and then again the bandage our local GP wrapped it in. But I was back at the hospital so someone would deal with it.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

This post contains some graphic injury photos. Don’t look at them if you’re a little queasy about blood… You’ve been warned.

Partial Finger Amputation

Things happened so fast and before I knew it I was bleeding. Quite badly. I rushed down to the kitchen and put my hand under the tap. The end of my finger almost completely flopped off and I suddenly knew I had to go to A&E right now.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

This post contains some graphic injury photos. Don’t look at them if you’re a little queasy about blood… You’ve been warned.

Gear Sequence

Not much to say about today. Aimi basically only talked to me about how to get dressed. Kinda the opposite of what a red blooded male enjoys.

Portmerion & Porthmadog

Don’t go to Portmerion. The best way I can describe it is like a theme park for old people, where the only ride is “getting a coffee”.

Aberdunant Welsh Roads

After a far more stressful weekend than I deserved, we are off to Wales again on the bikes. Now I’ve graduated to ‘Fair Weather Rider’ from ‘Only Method Of Transport’, we don’t ever go out unless it’s looking pristine. This is why I was surprised Aimi wanted to ride in the rain. Usually she’s reluctant unless the weather porridge is just right… but this trip she WANTS to ride in the rain! I’m not about to dissuade her, I’m hoping she will come to Dragon Rally next year.