I love saying that out loud. Drumnadrochit. A few years ago a friend and I were touring the highlands and we stayed in this same inn in the village of Drumnadrochit, and had one of the more memorable evenings of our trip. Partly because it was the only night we truly ‘tied one on’ (the dead soldiers in our room the next morning were embarrassing), and that same evening we teamed up with two brilliant young women we met in the pub (they contributed significantly to same soldiers). The evening was a blast.
When I was planning my trip down to Oban, I decided to break it halfway so I wouldn’t have to worry about driving in the dark. So Drumnadrochit seemed a good choice. The inn is very cosy, as is the pub (and check out their logo- how cute is that?). I had booked a table ahead of time and as it turned out, they assigned me the same table BN and I had had years ago, so I asked the waiter to take my picture to send her – I’m sure he and the other patrons thought, “wow, isn’t she vain.”
Having a dog is a good thing. Last time I was here we went for a walk that was maybe 10 minutes long at most (we may have been a tad hungover. Hard to say.). But Scout needs more than that so this morning she and I really explored the village and the paths around it – what a beautiful part of the country – I wouldn’t have seen that without Scout with me.