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Youth hostelling up the West Cost of Scotland

Discussion in 'Personal' started by cosmos, Apr 13, 2012.

  1. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    You will probs get those two 'done' in the remaining 6 days of your overall 10 days. When did you decide to cut your trip from a month to 10 days? I must have missed that bit. The itinerary you have scheduled is only do-able with a lot more available time.
     
  2. oldsomeman

    oldsomeman Star commenter

    Cheers.you probabaly correct but the timings are very fluid........except the missus wil get worried if i vanish for longer.....it will be the second time this year i wil have left home for 2 weeks lol
    If i dodnt get there its not going to be a problem.i can cut out some of the journey..or revert to the other plan which was an actual nip around the coast of scotland,,avoiding the islands with the exception of skye. Its along while since i have travelled this way .only done bits,so im hazy as to how much time i can devot for the photos......it might be i decide to move on quicker if i dont find it to my liking..
    Knowing me.even when in the car i dod tend to spend time stopping and taking pics..much to the passengers annoyance,although im not as bad as i used to be to climb a hilside to take one leaving wife in car to knit! LOL On the bike ill tend to wander down every lane and path if i can go down there.should be fun.I hope!
     
  3. oldsomeman

    oldsomeman Star commenter

    well i did try.i enoyed what i did but not spendng the night in a hospital in Mull!
    After a wonderful day out to Iona on the bike and traverseing the awful B roads around the coast(well actualy they where exciting) on the way back to base i braked too har d and me and my bike parted.I am grateful for all the years my PE teacher tried to teach me how to do a forward role..shame it didnt work. .LUckily at 25 Mph i hit the floor witha nice rosounding thump and did a few wonderful rolls.
    Good news im alive, bruised but not broken.one obvious advantage of carting surplus padding!
    Lots of nice tarmac grazes and a really wonderful hospital at Salen im home again.having driven the bike almost to manchester when it gave up and did something in the engine..so i have had a nice ride home from a Green Flag manin a van withthe bike being towed!
    Luckily my handsome face was not damaged but my pride was!.............who in their right mind would call a one width cart track an A road ...but hey we are wild riding lol
    i wil tell more when i have had a decent sleep if my bruises on my hip and shoulders will let me lol and the few stiches I have are plucked when ready .
     
  4. Och! tut tut and more tuts..... and ochs.
    Glad you are safe and sound though.
    Look after yourself.
     
  5. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    Lol [​IMG] I second that.
    Poor you, olds, taking a tumble and then the bike packing in. Hope to hear more about your adventure when you are feeling better.
     
  6. Awww, oldie!
    Not many folk woould be brave enough (or tough enough in the botty department) to go all that way on a bike. Glad to see your good humour in the face of adversity and like kibosh, I look forward to hearing more about your trip.
    Have a good kip.
    x
     
  7. marlin

    marlin Star commenter

    Just for you olds
    [​IMG]
    Hope your bruises and grazes heal quickly.
     
  8. lindenlea

    lindenlea Star commenter

    Well road trips are nothing without the disasters. Thank god you're alright though. Look after yourself and start planning the next adventure. Do not give in or give up!!!
     
  9. Richie Millions

    Richie Millions New commenter

    Welcome back Olds and let that be a lesson to you never ever travel further North than the Billet roundabout and the Walthamstow Dog Stadium x
     
  10. oldsomeman

    oldsomeman Star commenter

    thanks richie..leaves ,e with alot to look forward to lol
    thanks all for your concerns, Its more trying to not be miserasble that i didnt escape for an extra week, instead i have to return to conversations about knitting lol
    Mind you the bruise on my hip will be forever have a sign said 'Made in Scotland'... and me with not a bit of Scottish blood! the stiches hurt the most............even with an armoured motorcycle hjacket on the road still managed to get my elbows......made be i should have had the tradditional teacher patches sewn in the elbows[​IMG]
    At least te bed at home is comfortable.....but it dont feel as if i have been away! well apart form the aches and pains.
    if i ever learn how ill post a few piccies later.


     
  11. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    Stitches? Ow!!!! More than a tumble then! Maybe you and Mrs Olds can swap stories now . . . . . . about stitches. [​IMG]
    How long were you away for and where did you manage to go to?
     
  12. oldsomeman

    oldsomeman Star commenter

    well tumble might be a dimutive........more a flying roll at 20-30 MPH as i was braking and the back wheel spun out on loose gravel on the road......i did try to do a good forward roll but somehow seemed to fail to tuck myself in as we try to tell the kids l
    Landed on my hips and shoulders.rolly pollyed and then lay there thinking sh it and ouch and dam!
    Then guy comes over as i lay there on my back with ripped open hands, and says 'are you okay?
    i was so tempted to say 'really nice thank you' as an understaement lol'
    'do i require an ambulance?' ,,,,no i like to lay on a road with bleeding hands, sore body and gazing at the sky in the middle of a glen!..............at least the sun was shining that moment!...so i got sunburnt on the face waiting for the Ambulance !mind you tarmac is not comfortable without a matteress underneath..
    His cheery words were...well by the colour of you face and your speaking skill your not dead....oh cheers mate lol
    more terrible was the embaressment of holding folk up and having to be wheeled into an ambulance..all the folks looking on and probabaly thinking 'stupid bug ger!'

     
  13. Oh what a shame that your trip was cut short Olds. I was thinking of you - brave enough to go off and have this adventure.
    I hope the bits up to the part where you departed company with your bike were wonderful and look forward to hearing about it.
    Shame the bike packed up. Is it mendable?
    (I used to ride a small motorcycle around London in my youth...easiest way to get to school on the south circular. I gave it up after eight years - after my third tumble...and unknown to me then, pregnant. Son recently bought a bike...and two accidents later - neither of them his fault - do some motorists think they have a right to mow down bikers? - has also decided biking isn't for him, much as he loved the freedom it afforded him. A pity because he'd been kitted out in all the gear - kevlar etc, which cost his relatives a lot of money - shortly before the last accident. What a waste. Bike beyond repair, son fortunately not too badly damaged.)
    It's a great way to get around - until things go wrong, but I suppose the same could be said about a car.
    Get well soon Olds. X
     
  14. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    Had to laugh at this. You've got secret skills and perfect timing then . . . . . it has barely stopped p!shing it down for 2 weeks!
    Bet you they weren't, more like 'poor bug ger!' . . . . the drama will have been the highlight of the local gossip for days after though.
     
  15. Richie Millions

    Richie Millions New commenter

    Olds ....... youth hostelling ......

    Still struggling with this concept.
     
  16. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    So how is our intrepid adventurer feeling today?
    *Arnica (I think it comes in a cream form) is apparently good for bruising*
     
  17. oldsomeman

    oldsomeman Star commenter

    Well the old timer witha young heart is surviving and counting the cost
    Its goonna be expensive for reasons i cant explain here....but for what i spent in one week in scotland i reckon i could have had a weeks full board in say Austria....mid you it was fun to drive and not to worry about anyone but oneself.I made the choices and the decisions.
    I will tell you that I thought the roads on the few islands i visited are horror stories for motorbikes and scooters.,bumpy ,potholed single tracked with deadly loose chippings in the middle hump the cars dont use, passing places which some cars seem to think they dont need to let you past and try to force you off the road into the side and with very heavy cambers which would take you into the road side'ditch'( re rut!) if you let your attention wonder.yet exciting as you negotiate almost steep tracks by the side of cliffs,with roads that go down some 40% inclines and when you reach the botton you have to go back up at the same angle with virtual 300 degree turns as you start up the hil.roads that bring new vistas and challanges on each section.....yet bring out a wild 'Yahoo' as you ride down them when you can see the road is empty for miles aheadl
    Tell you what though, i meet an electic mix of folk on the way..the 75 yr old man cycling around the coast of scotland,the young men and woman of other countries walking, the booooring dutch familys and their moody teenagers,the road side workers i stopped and chatted to half way up a mountain,the SYH staff doing a great job and the folks who all stopped to lift this lump onto stretcher board when i crashed.The number of english folk i found who where living up there was amazing,,,,including one very wide ranging conversation witha lady outside her house when i stopped to ask for directions.....i seemed to have wandered up a cart track[​IMG] The world seemed a nicer place with even strangers stopping to talk and the bike started of many a conversation.....probably wondering what an old git was doing wandering around Scotland on an old scooter
    The holiday gave me lots of time to think as i watched the eagles ove Mull and the buzzards over Arren, the deer eating outside the hostel in Lochanza, the beautiful crystal waters of the loch and the ever chaning landscape of the hills and countryside......and of lifes hopes about tthe finish of life when the front wheel was badly wobbled many times caused by bad roads and my to busy gazing at the place and not the road
    I have been driven in fog so thick in Arren that you could harldy see ahead in the mountains. been rained on so hard that the bike has on roads that where like a river bed at times,seen the hail bounce off me and bug ger it hurts,and watched the sun set on one fine evening, been to the MUll of KIntyre and sang the song as i tried to reach the lighthouse of the Mull up some cart track the lovingly called a road!,sat and had tea ina post office/store that would do justice to heartbeat//one glass screen at the end of.......the midges bit the police officer and ambulance man as the atteneded to me....arent they nice, they left me alone to suffer, and adore the sky and watch all the folk who came to see how bad i was! lol
    Shame i never got to Skye and onwards though...im so annoyed as as i write this i would probabaly be on my way to Ulla pool! Yet its life and for a brief moment i followed a dream!
     
  18. lindenlea

    lindenlea Star commenter

  19. kibosh

    kibosh Star commenter

    Wow, indeed! Olds it sounds like you had a pretty interesting time of it and inspite of having to be very careful on the roads you still managed to take in some of the beautiful scenery and make time to blether to the grockles, a chailleach and maybe even a bodach or two.
     
  20. oldsomeman

    oldsomeman Star commenter

    The islands are not the place to want the loo quickly. you need a strong bladder..years of teacher training comeing useful here!....they are so uncomerrcialised..........i drove 40 plus miles before i found one tea shop on mull around the b roads..and then it said closed .!In the end you learnt to take a flask and sandwhiches.....and because i was almost obliged to go to bed about 11pm as ita 'quiet time 'then in hostels....finding myself up and drinking coffee at 7 in the morning standing by the pier or by the loch side.and usually not raining then......nature has its beauty if you take time to savour it!
    Or 4 or 5.i often started up random conversations....one woman on holiday was sitting at the railings of the harbour in Tobermory...drinking coffee.....i did ask her why she didnt have the fishing rod out.........and it led to a great conversation.she was up on holiday from devon!
    In Cambletown it reminded me of Glasgow some 40 plus years ago .its stange to here strangers call you jimmy! and the lady in the scots tourist shop was from edinburough!
    Taxi drivers are a wonderful source of information on Mull...each with a view and neither of them agreeing...... or the nurses and doctor of Salin hospital.......of whom half the staff where English but had trained in london! the emergancy para medic who had to be reminded how to put a triangular banage on a patient correctly as he was excited to use one as he doesnt get much practice lol.......pity they hadnt taught him how to make sure this patients should be comnfortable before tying it.and then the conversation in the van on motorcycles!
    So much to remember...including the fish and chip van on the pier at TOBERMORRY.....14 chips is not much for £2!...they didnt last long lol
    The twitchers all around the islands...forlorn groups standing out on roads with telescopes and binoculars looking for eagles in the rain.........and yet i had passed a few eagles whilst riding the bike further down the road,Didnt have the heart to spoil their fun or indeed to tell them that eagles dont usually fly in rain unless very hungry.I wish now id taken up another englishmans invitation to go whale watching in his outboard powered boat.but i am seriously frightened of water,even if i have done small sailing boat courses in the past.....alas he seemed nice and i could easily have become his friend...he owned some 90 acres offorest in Bossington?.and was building his own log cabin....retired he spent his days watching whales and travelling the island!..he was a good conversationalist abut bikes as well
    Strange that, on the roads it felt as if you where the only one on the roads at times! I hardly ever meet another biker up ther til the day i came back!

     

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