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Category: British Isles
Scotland

In the town of Golspie, a coastal community in Scotland’s extreme north, there is no castle. Instead the outline of Ben Bhraggie looms over the rooftops. This mountain is more than it seems: A history lesson disguised as a pleasantly strenuous uphill hike.

Scotland

Our itinerary was simple: Climb Goat Fell, the highest peak on the island, and visit Machrie Moor for the ancient stone circles. Too bad a blizzard two days prior had dumped three feet of snow on both places. We hadn't come prepared in the least.

England

Holy Island is a tidal island, accessible by road when the tide is out, but completely cut off from the mainland when the tide is in. Day trippers have about eight hours to get there and back without getting stranded, a window that shifts each day...

Scotland

The Isle of Lewis and the attached Isle of Harris is an altogether different world from any part of the Scottish mainland, and has an even remoter feel to it than the slightly more accessible Isle of Skye...

Scotland

On day 3 of a minimally planned road trip through the Scottish Highlands, our Lonely Planet guidebook suggested Handa, a tiny island nature reserve off the extreme north-western coast. It is known for its dramatic sea cliffs that serve as breeding grounds for a lot of strange birds, the most famous of which are probably the puffins.

Scotland

On a three-day road trip through the Highlands I finally came within spitting distance of a highland cow. A herd of them crossed the road in front of our car and began munching the grass near the pavement, so we all got out to have a look...

Scotland

So you arrive on the Isle of Skye to a soggy blanket of low-hanging clouds that show no signs of moving. Views of the Cuillin mountains are smothered in grey and you can't even find the trailhead...

Scotland

I found myself on the banks of Loch Lomond this weekend, en-route to Glencoe. British travel writer, Henry Vollam Morton, who certainly pre-dates the hell out of me, once described Loch Lomond as follows...

Scotland

While feeling my way around Glasgow, I stumbled into the Kelvingrove Museum, the first most obvious place to go in the West End. Apparently in 2006 the museum re-opened after a long renovation and ever since then the main atrium is full of floating heads. Cool, huh?

England

I am in London, all of a sudden.

I am staying in a hotel that looks like a giant stack of oreos across the Thames from Big Ben/Westminster. I have never been in a hotel this fancy and predictably, I don’t look anything like I’m supposed to be here. The woman who checked me in made extra double sure I meant to book a “superior” room. I said I didn’t know what I booked because the company I was visiting took care of it. Then she looked even more confused because I was dressed like a ruffian fifteen-year-old (airplane attire) and claiming to be on a business trip.