In Search of the Northern Lights

Yesterday we got back from a short stay in Scotland, on the shores of Loch Lomond, after hearing that there was a chance of seeing the Northern Lights. We had originally started making plans to head for the Isle of Skye, even though the Aurora Borealis had been witnessed as far south as North Yorkshire, which is extremely unusual. However, as the week progressed, the idea of heading to the Isle of Skye, for three days, in the hope of seeing an unpredictable natural event seemed slightly optimistic.

Looking across the Loch from Rowardennan.

However, we still wanted to head north so we settled on a hotel in a small village called Drymen, under the premise that we may still see the Northern Lights, but if we didn't at least we hadn't wasted hours upon hours of a short break driving on a whim. We ended up spending our time exploring the shores of Loch Lomond with Phoebe, either in her pushchair, or on my back, and didn't once see a glimmer of the Aurora Borealis.

Looking down on Loch Lomond some where near Toll a' Bhruit.

Ben Vorlich.

Phoebe all snugly and warm with a chilling Ben Vorlich behind.

More pictures of the short break can be seen here.

Good lines, stay safe and see you on the wet stuff...
Iain