Day 3, July 4th: YaHoo! Heading To SCOTLAND!!!

By 6 am (UK time) on Independence Day, I was traveling on the Motorway, heading for SCOTLAND!
It was a LONG DRIVE from Liverpool to my first Scottish destination: BRAEMAR.
Mapquest’s Estimate: 5 hours and 28 minutes.
But, that estimate doesn’t take into account MOUNTAIN ROAD delays!

A “MOTORWAY” is the UK equivalent of an “INTERSTATE HIGHWAY.”
Motorways have a maximum speed limit of 75 mph (not measured in “kilometers”!), and they are very well signed.
I often had problems finding the suckers from IN town!
But, I never had a single problem figuring out where I was once ON a Motorway.

Since Motorways are multi-laned, the “driving-on-the-wrong-side” gig isn’t really an issue – at all. (Except for the fact that the “FAST LANE” is the far-RIGHT lane!) Still, it is very, VERY weird to be driving down the “Interstate” with all the “ONCOMING” lanes off to your RIGHT! LOL Once you get OFF a Motorway, however, the signs tend to become … lets say, “SCANTY,” shall we? Yes, LETS!

(Put your MOUSE on the pic!)

Thus, it is NO surpriZe that I got LOST while driving through PERTH
in search of the little highway (the “dual-carriageway”) to Braemar.

Once I found it, though, what a BEAUTIFUL DRIVE! I headed north from Perth, into the countryside, then soon started climbing into the GRAMPIAN MOUNTAINS.

Once high in the mountains, I began to occasionally encounter SHEEP – near and IN the road!

If no one was behind me, I’d stop and chat with the sweet little sheep. Oddly enough, most of the darlings seemed to be in a very ANGRY mood! So, I always stayed IN the car! (HEY! I may be DAFT … But, I’m NOT STUPID! These sheep had HORNS, and lots of nasty-looking TEETH!)

In spite of getting LOST in PERTH for a while, and several SLOW-MOVING-TRAFFIC delays (logging trucks) on the mountain road leading there, I arrived at Anne’s in Braemar just after noon – barely 6 and 1/2 hours after leaving Liverpool. Oh, OK. So, I was speeding! SUE ME. At RIGHT is a pic of DALMORE HOUSE, Anne’s B&B, with the Fife Arms Hotel visible in the background. A neighbor, MARY (“Mayree”), was standing at her gate when I arrived. She told me I’d JUST missed Anne, who had gone to the golf tournament.

But, missing Anne was No Problemmo!
‘Cause I went SHOPPING!!!

DAY THREE PAGE OPTIONS (in order of trip occurrence):
Shopping Pix & Silly Dead Neighbor Adventure
Dalmore House Pix
Landrover Safari Pix 01
Mini Vidz from Top of Morrone
Landrover Safari Pix 02

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