Well, it has been a while since we last logged on but we’ve been busy bees!
The last few months we have been busy working on the CCC site based along the east shore of Loch Lomond. The site itself is in a stunning area, with views along the loch to die for especially earlier on in the season when the sunsets were beautiful.
We’ve had a trip out to Edinburgh during our time here, and spent our wedding anniversary in the pretty town of Callander last weekend.
Quite a few days we’ve spent sat down by the shoreline with a picnic, something to read and peace and quiet! You can sometimes hear the chink of the sailing boats that are moored next door to the site, along with the odd chug, chug of a boat engine as it pootles past the site.
Some hardy souls were in a kayak or canoe. One young couple we saw made us chuckle. He was manfully trying to row while the young lady was up front (looking pretty but not much else) when she handed her mobile to him and asked him to take a photo! He was obviously in the first flush of the relationship as he was very obliging!
This year though we’ve not done much sightseeing as the site is such a busy one, all we want to do on our days off is sleep!
You basically do the equivalent of two days’ work here on a ‘late’. The normal chores are done throughout the day, then as you attempt to close the office for the day around 5 or 6pm you are thwarted by the sheer volume of overseas tourers and back-packers.
We are situated on the West Highland Way long distance path, and can have up to 40 or 50 backpackers alone. Each one needs to be booked in, taken to a pitch and processed. Then the overseas visitors turn up so you have to converse in English, and a smattering of German, French and Spanish.
Having said that, these are the two types of campers we love as they are interesting to talk to!
Then you have to contend with those who insist on lighting fires despite copious notices to the contrary! The reason this happens is it is the only way to keep the midges away, so they will still try and light them in the vain hope we don’t come round for another hour with our trusty watering can!