Applecross Inn

My goodness it was a long journey to get here! At least six hours plus stops for lunch (Inverness, where we picked up some groceries) and coffee (a wee café and gallery in Kishorn). However we had a jolly time chatting and playing music in the car, while James pointed out the various mountains and landmarks as we passed them. The hostel is about 2km from the centre of Applecross, down a very track full of huge pot-holes which had James shouting frantically whenever I accidentally hit one of them - it was in fact impossible to avoid them! It's a large rambling building with simple but freshly painted and clean bedrooms and friendly hosts. We had dinner with the rest of the gang in the cheerful and lively Applecross Inn, the food was excellent and we had a convivial evening, rounded off with some cut throat games of Jenga back at the hostel. I have probably blogged before about my visceral need to be in the north west of Scotland at least once a year. It's so good to be here.