Our holidays tend to be much closer to home now, for a variety of reasons but it has to be said the main reason is Ruby Bloom our 8 month old Vizsla. She is part of the family and we can’t bare the thought of putting her into kennels
Our chosen destination this time was to the Isle of Islay, which was about a four hour drive, but it also included a 2 hour ferry journey as well. Although Ruby has been on a boat on Loch Ness, she hasn’t been on a Ferry before.
We broke the journey up with a leg stretch at Luss on Loch Lomond. This is quite a popular tourist attraction so we ate our sandwiches and headed off to try and find somewhere off the beaten track. It wasn’t much further when we found the ‘Rest and be thankful’ stretch off road which leads up to a fantastic view point. If you take the minor road off to the left you head down a single road. About 400m down the road is a tiny car park next to a wood block. Here you can take a trail that leads up alongside the wood block and goes up to the top of the hill. The views from up hear are even more stunning.
We didn’t quite get to the top as the wind was picking up, we weren’t really prepared for an impromptu walk in the Scottish hills and time was against us as we still had to get to the ferry at Kennacriag. Even Ruby was feeling tired by the time we made it back to the car, but she does cover about four times the distance. She routinely disappeared off into the woods before bouncing back into view like the a kangaroo.
The next leg was slow going as we were stuck behind a lorry, but it didn’t matter as the sun wasn’t out and the scenery was stunning. Eventually we made it to Tarbert which was a little picturesque fishing village. Time for another walk, uphill again, to the Tarbert Castle. As normal Ruby wanted to lead the way and if she had her way I would have to run everywhere. Due to my back injuries and physio I have hardly been running in the last year; well and truly lost my hill legs at the moment.
Since DeaconT had done so well at all this walking he was treated to an ice cream. We somehow lost track of time and then realised we had to be at the ferry port in 15 mins. Thankfully it was only a 10 min drive away and we were there in plenty of time. I had the distinct feeling we were the last ones to turn up, seeing as the guy at the checkin booth mentioned us by name as we pulled up. I don’t know what everyone was panicking for as we then parked up for 30 mins and watched as our Ferry came alongside. Even Ruby had time to get out and watch.
I know everyone is wondering about how Ruby coped with a 2 hour ferry journey?! Well after an initial problem of not being able to open the car boot, as we were the last car and the barrier was right up against us. Then we couldn’t find where dogs were permitted, then she slipped her harness (Houdini would be proud) she finally gave up and made herself comfortable on my jumper on the seats. She even figured out that she needed to improvise with the seats as she was too big to lay down! Who said dogs were not smart!
We arrived at our cottage near Loch Gorm and quickly unpacked the car as it was getting dark. #DeaconT was already asleep so we had to carry him up to bed. #RubyBloomT was far too excited to explore her new surrounding, including the sheep in the field next door. After a quick meal of pre made spaghetti bolognese (using a Neff hood and Creda Contour oven that looked like it was probably a top of the range model in the 1970s) it was time for bed. Exploring the island begins tomorrow in Part 2.