Sunday started in the same way as Saturday: up earlier than normal for a cooked breakfast and hypnotic staring over the bay. After breakfast and a digestion-aiding rest, we checked out of the hotel and started the drive home.
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MonthJuly 2005
We woke at about 8am so we could go down for a hearty Scottish breakfast to start the day. I didn’t mention it in the Friday entry but the bay-facing side of the dining room is purely picture windows so no one actually speaks in there, everyone is just hypnotised by the view. As for the breakfast, the croissants weren’t the freshest I’ve ever tasted (they tasted like they were the long life type) but the cooked part of it was good and filled us up for most of the day. (And no, we didn’t have any haggis.)
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We left the house about 1130 on the Friday – only about half an hour late, which isn’t bad for us at all – but it took us about an hour and a half to get as far as the other side of Ilkley (including stops at the petrol station, Halfords and Booths in Ilkley for sweeties). We were using Autoroute with a GPS thingy and it suggested going along the M62 onto the M6 to get into Cumbria but we preferred the idea of going the more direct route on the A65 instead – much more interesting with cracking scenery and just a bit slower.
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Between me going to Paris with mum and John going to Amsterdam on an elongated work thing, John and I hadn’t been away together since Venice so we decided that we’d have a weekend away together in June. Which, of course, with our combined laziness, became the end of July instead.

The initial plan was to explore Hadrian’s Wall and stay somewhere in Northumbria but I couldn’t find anywhere to stay that really grabbed me, so I started looking along the coast to the west of Gretna, just over the border in Scotland. Eventually, I found the Baron’s Craig hotel, just near the village of Rockcliffe and since it sounded ok, I booked us in for two nights.
(A full photo gallery will follow at some point)
– written up September 2005
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