After a treacherous pass in the rain, and camping
in a hurricane, Nicola from the Scotlanders finds sanctuary in Applebay
In the crisp spring afternoon sunshine a scruffy black and white collie splashed around in the still waters, far off, across the wide expanse of rocky beach.
He regularly searched the area surrounding the nearby pub to ensure his owners were paying attention, the occasional bark making sure he was still the centre of attentions as he flicked water high into the air and pounced on unseen objects underfoot (underpaw?).
Read more at https://www.scotsmagazine.com/articles/scotlanders-applecross/
The Black Isle on the east coast of Scotland is just a short jaunt if you’re travelling from Inverness, heading north over the Kessock Bridge. Neither an Isle or black it’s a strange choice of name but it’s not the only thing that’s strange!
The lush green fields and forests, the quaint villages and the little bays and beaches are what make the Black Isle so loved by locals and visitors.
Driving along the road to Munlochy, on the A832 from Fortrose to Cromarty, an eerie sight will catch your eye. If you know nothing of this magical place it’ll definitely take you by surprise