{"id":1871,"date":"2012-09-17T00:24:01","date_gmt":"2012-09-16T16:24:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/?p=1871"},"modified":"2012-09-17T00:24:01","modified_gmt":"2012-09-16T16:24:01","slug":"scotland-14-grantown-on-spey-dufftown-findhorn-loch-ness-fort-agustus-whitebridge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/2012\/09\/17\/scotland-14-grantown-on-spey-dufftown-findhorn-loch-ness-fort-agustus-whitebridge\/","title":{"rendered":"Scotland #14 &#8211; Grantown-on-Spey &#8211; Dufftown &#8211; Findhorn &#8211; Loch Ness &#8211; Fort Agustus &#8211; Whitebridge"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Note: 19th August 2012.<\/p>\n<p>After breakfast, we headed down to Dufftown, considered to be the Whiskey Capital of Scotland. We felt obliged that in Scotland, we would at least do one whiskey tour.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1872\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1872\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-074049-_R0015898.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1872\" title=\"Poached eggs and sausage.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-074049-_R0015898.jpg\" alt=\"Poached eggs and sausage.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-074049-_R0015898.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-074049-_R0015898-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1872\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Poached eggs and sausage.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><!--more-->More windy single carriage roads later, we found ourselves at Dufftown where the overwheming smell of yeast welcomes you.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1884\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1884\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-112302-_R0015931.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1884\" title=\"Clock tower dominates the centre of tiny Dufftown.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-112302-_R0015931.jpg\" alt=\"Clock tower dominates the centre of tiny Dufftown.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-112302-_R0015931.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-112302-_R0015931-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1884\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Clock tower dominates the centre of tiny Dufftown.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>We stopped at Glenfiddich, one of the larger distilleries. They give tours free here and end with a tasting of various whiskeys they make.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1873\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1873\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-102924-_R0015914.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1873\" title=\"Temperatures soar in this distillery.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-102924-_R0015914.jpg\" alt=\"Temperatures soar in this distillery.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-102924-_R0015914.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-102924-_R0015914-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1873\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Temperatures soar in this distillery.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1874\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1874\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-110101-_R0015921.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1874\" title=\"Looking down The Glencairn Glass of Glenfiddich Whiskey.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-110101-_R0015921.jpg\" alt=\"Looking down The Glencairn Glass of Glenfiddich Whiskey.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-110101-_R0015921.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-110101-_R0015921-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1874\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Looking down The Glencairn Glass of Glenfiddich Whiskey.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I have never had whiskey before this, and I can say I&#8217;ve really missed nothing. Yes, when you down, even a sip, your whole body is intensely warmed up. But the taste itself? I think it&#8217;s pretty nasty, no matter how old it is and how much peachy tones and yadda yadda oak-ey flavours you can detect.<\/p>\n<p>We drove on from Dufftown to Findhorn that had been highly recommended to us by Sharon and Philip, our B&amp;B hosts at Grantown-on-Spey.<\/p>\n<p>On the way, we passed through Elgin, a surprisingly large town (after all the tiny ones) that had a Tesco with the cheapest petrol we&#8217;d ever purchase on our entire trip in Scotland. (The most expensive was in Kyle of Localash outside Skye.)<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1875\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1875\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-124242-_R0015939.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1875\" title=\"Rocky beach at Findhorn.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-124242-_R0015939.jpg\" alt=\"Rocky beach at Findhorn.\" width=\"500\" height=\"750\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-124242-_R0015939.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-124242-_R0015939-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1875\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Rocky beach at Findhorn.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>At Findhorn, we enjoyed a stroll along the rocky beach and then walked further down the Findhorn Bay where we ate some rather awful ice cream.<\/p>\n<p>We stopped at the Kimberley Inn as the fish and chips were highly recommended by Phillip. It was the first that had herbs in the batter, but I didn&#8217;t think it was exceptional. Yes, the batter was good, but the fish was not particularly tasty.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1876\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1876\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-141800-_R0015969.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1876\" title=\"Fish and Chips at Kimberley Inn.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-141800-_R0015969.jpg\" alt=\"Fish and Chips at Kimberley Inn.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-141800-_R0015969.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-141800-_R0015969-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1876\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Fish and Chips at Kimberley Inn.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>We spent too much time looking for a way to get to the sand dunes at Culbin Forest, that we hightailed it to Inverness where I thought we would end our day.<\/p>\n<p>But even though my passengers were nodding off, one decided that we should continue on to Loch Ness. It was an easy drive along Loch Ness, but it being past 5, everything was closed.<\/p>\n<p>The waters of Loch Ness were amazingly still and calm. It was here that I realised that it was incredibly quiet.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1877\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1877\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-165443-_P8192121.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1877\" title=\"The other Loch Ness monsters causing waves.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-165443-_P8192121.jpg\" alt=\"The other Loch Ness monsters causing waves.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-165443-_P8192121.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-165443-_P8192121-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1877\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The other Loch Ness monsters causing waves.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Edinburgh is a city, and with a city comes it&#8217;s associated noise. So was Aberdeen. The Shetland Islands and Orkney had a lot of wind, and if it rained there was the sound of car tires on wet roads. But here, aside from the Indian kids making noise, it was silent.<\/p>\n<p>We stopped at the town of Fort Augustus, which is pretty much in the centre of Scotland. We really could have cut off the northern part of our travels and headed from here to Skye. But I digress.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1882\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1882\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-181516-_P8192134.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1882\" title=\"Pillar of bridge that once supported the tracks of defunct Invergarry &amp; Fort Augustus railway.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-181516-_P8192134.jpg\" alt=\"Pillar of bridge that once supported the tracks of defunct Invergarry &amp; Fort Augustus railway.\" width=\"500\" height=\"750\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-181516-_P8192134.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-181516-_P8192134-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1882\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Pillar of bridge that once supported the tracks of defunct Invergarry &amp; Fort Augustus railway.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Fort Augustus sits along the Caledonian Canal that connects the East to West of Scotland. Using a series of locks, ships can sail from all the way from Fort William to Inverness.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1879\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1879\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-175655-_P8192125.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1879\" title=\"The locks at Fort Augustus.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-175655-_P8192125.jpg\" alt=\"The locks at Fort Augustus.\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-175655-_P8192125.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-175655-_P8192125-300x199.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1879\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The locks at Fort Augustus.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1880\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1880\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-180501-_P8192130.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1880\" title=\"Boats waiting to cross the locks at Fort Augustus.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-180501-_P8192130.jpg\" alt=\"Boats waiting to cross the locks at Fort Augustus.\" width=\"500\" height=\"750\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-180501-_P8192130.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-180501-_P8192130-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1880\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Boats waiting to cross the locks at Fort Augustus.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Instead of heading back the same highway back to Inverness, we went around Loch Ness on the other side where the roads are smaller. Eventually, we ended up in Whitebridge in a hotel called Whitebridge Hotel, in an old building over a hundred years old.<\/p>\n<p>It is a two-star hotel, but was clean enough and we were tired. And, it had quite a nice view out the window.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1883\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1883\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-192625-_R0015979.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1883\" title=\"Sunset from where we stayed at Whitebridge Hotel.\" src=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-192625-_R0015979.jpg\" alt=\"Sunset from where we stayed at Whitebridge Hotel.\" width=\"500\" height=\"750\" srcset=\"https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-192625-_R0015979.jpg 500w, https:\/\/joanneteo.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/2012-08-19-192625-_R0015979-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1883\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Sunset from where we stayed at Whitebridge Hotel.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Note: 19th August 2012. 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