Well I’m at the wrong services. You know, the one where I always stop on route to Englandshire, for a good coffee and a blog. I’ve no idea what its called or where it, I just seem to always need a coffee and a rant as I’m nearing it. But not tonight. Tonight I have begrudgingly pulled into Gretna services. I’ve so far managed to moan about the fact that meat free sandwiches mostly seem to be on white bread. Why?! And distrustingly ordered a coffee, which is actually rather nice. I’ve also got a scone to go at, just for sentimentality as I’m due to cross the border soon.
Well, my eight months in Spey Bay are over. Am I sad? Horrendously.
On my last shorewatch today, at Macduff, I did see a lonesome dolphin, which will have to keep me cetaceafied for a while. I received a beautiful card and homemade ginger cookies from some of my favourite shorewatchers Pam and Ian. Even their friendly gulls came to say goodbye. With a loaded up Bubbles I said my goodbyes and left heaven. I managed to sob all the way to Aberlour at which point I was suddenly distracted and hypnotised by the ridiculous beauty of the autumnal highland trees. Pink and orange and yellow. Multi-coloured valleys and hills just went on endlessly, with the odd reflective loch dotted here and there. I then sobbed at the beauty of Scotland. I love Scotland.
Sobbing over, it has been a wonderful experience in Spey Bay. I hope you have enjoyed sharing my experiences. Fear not though, as one adventure ends another must surely begin.
I’ll be blogging very soon…
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