All the way north!…
It went a little faster than expected (given this country’s paucity of great places for Marvin and its rather appalling weather…), but we arrived at the very north of Scotland (and therefore the United Kingdom) and also at the northernmost point of this adventure. Despite the complications, it was worth it, with a great surprise on arrival (and there’s still the way back)!…
General statistics of the adventure so far…
Total Distance (km)
Gasoil (L)
Countries Visited
6.626 km
1.060,02 L
3
This week, for once, we’re starting with a video… 😁
A view over the fjord…
7/06/2025 – Inverasdale -> Aultnaharrie
Our calculations must not have been so bad because no one came to tell us anything, and we were able to spend a quiet evening and night on our large grassy peninsula, overlooking Loch Ewe (named after the small island just in front of us…). However, to avoid pushing the odds too far, we preferred to stay only one night there and look for an alternative for the next night. So after a few more miles, we rounded Loch Ewe, reached Little Loch Broom, and settled on the higher grounds, with a breathtaking view of the fjord and the surrounding small lochs…
The return of the Old Man…
8/06/2025 – Aultnaharrie -> Stoer Lighthouse
A quick stop at the pretty Ardvreck Castle, famous for its ghosts (at least two in permanent residence, and no doubt a few more during peak periods…) before reaching the end of our route for the day…
Referring to vertical rocks with the sweet name of Old Man seems quite common in Scotland. If the Isle of Skye has its Old Man of Storr, perched on a mountainside, the Stoer Peninsula (with an “e” this time) also has its own (the Old Man of Stoer, therefore…), but this one planted in the ocean, a 3 km walk from Stoer Lighthouse, at the foot of which we spent that night. The walk to the Old Man reconnected us with the cliffs (even if on a much smaller scale around here) and with the views overlooking the ocean (but with a horizon of mountains, here…). It also allowed us to find a small colony of guillemots, and another of razorbills (a species we hadn’t seen until now on this adventure). Very pretty scenery, the point being to enjoy the few moments of respite between two rain showers… 😁
We’re heading east…
9/06/2025 – Stoer Lighthouse -> Loch Eriboll
The northwest corner of Scotland is called Cape Wrath. It’s an entire peninsula where there’s absolutely nothing, and which the British army uses as a bombing test range. There’s only a dirt track to access the lighthouse located at the end of the peninsula, used only by an official 4×4 minibus, the only vehicle allowed on the peninsula given the military “sensitivity” of the area. You also have to take a ferry to get to the micro-bus (because an access from the south would have been too easy, and it’s more fun to cross a fjord… 😜). All this to say that our route today took us as close as possible to the Cape Wrath area, but it was obviously impossible for us to go there with Marvin. So to console ourselves, we started our turn towards the East, in this almost horizontal part (i.e. west-east) of the north of Scotland which will take us, shortly, to the northernmost point of the United Kingdom (and of our adventure)!…
The icing on the cake…
10-11/06/2025 – Loch Eriboll -> Dunnet Head
Well, let’s admit, it would have been difficult to end on a more positive note. We’re in the far north of Scotland, at the northernmost point of the country (or at least, of mainland UK). Ahead of us are the Orkney Islands, a few miles away (6,5 to be exact), on one of which we can see the “Old Man of Hoy” from here, and the Dunnet Head lighthouse, at the very tip of the peninsula of the same name. And even though all the cliffs around us are full of birds, the icing on the cake of this adventure will undoubtedly be today’s walk, which brought us within a dozen meters of a colony of puffins, razorbills, and guillemots (not to mention fulmars and other cormorants). We spent two hours there, with our eyes wide open, amazed, watching all these little creatures go in and out of their nests, dry their wings in the sun, or look curiously at these two humans standing there without moving… And on the way back, a deer on the heather moor. An unforgettable moment in this wild Scotland that we were afraid to have missed… 😍
From Dunnet Head, all that’s left is to head back south, but that will be after a short break, just to really enjoy this moment…
























































































Unbelievable photos of your journey.
I am in awe