A much better start to the day as we all woke up having had a much better night’s sleep.
On our first night, we had set the beds up at the back of the van as two singles and pulled the bed down from the ceiling.
There, David and I tried to sleep on a bed not much bigger than a single – a small double, if you will. The sides then had to be zipped up for safety, making for a very cosy bed that wobbled every time one of us moved.
And, somehow, every time the kids moved in the back too. And the dog!
We weren’t exactly rocked to sleep.
So, last night, we rearranged the sleeping arrangements and made a super-duper king-size bed at the back. Three of us slept there and Cam took the roof bed.
This worked much better for us and we all slept so much better.
That, or we were simply so tired from the first night that we could have slept anywhere.
Our first stop today was Culloden Battlefield – the site of the final major battle fought on British soil.
On 16 April 1746, the Jacobite army, led by Bonnie Prince Charlie, faced the government army led by the Duke of Cumberland.
The battle lasted less than an hour and ended in a devastating defeat for the Jacobites. Around 1,500 Jacobite soldiers were killed, many of them Highlanders.
The defeat marked the end of the Jacobite rising and led to major changes in Highland life and culture.
Now, for yous English – yes, I added the “s” the way the Scots do – if you have National Trust membership, you can use your card in Scotland too!
Which is exactly what we did.
Charlie had also decided that she wanted to visit an honesty box while we were in Scotland. She found one and picked up a couple of cakes.
When in Rome (or Scotland) and all that.
We also stopped for a few essentials – a hat and some motorhome levelling blocks.
One to replace the hat I had forgotten at home. The other to stop us rolling out of bed.
Both equally important.
From there, we went and sat alongside the firth, looking out across the water.
We were hoping to spot some dolphins but, alas, there were none today.
We did have a rather blustery walk alongside the firth before heading off to tonight’s campsite.
No dolphins – but history, cake, a lot of fresh air and, most importantly, a decent night’s sleep.
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