When you get to the top of the hill you see this thing.
Did you ever read books growing up where they mentioned fields of bluebells? I never really thought that they were real until I went to Scotland and saw fields of bluebells in the spring.
If you’ve read my other scotland walk posts, you may remember that there was a hill/mountain behind the building where I lived. In the spring (after all the snow had melted and the bluebells were out) one of my flatmates and I went up Dumyat. She had already been up it before which I was grateful of because there is no clear path and I probably would have gotten lost without her. Continue reading “Dumyat pt.1 // Scotland”
And finally, our very last stop of the (very long) day was to Scot’s View. This is the place where apparently Sir Walter Scott came for inspiration to be alone and write or something like that. Anyway, it was pretty (but not as pretty as I thought it was going to be) and I got a few pictures (although the lighting wasn’t super good). Yes, I am blaming the sun and not my sub-par photography skills. Continue reading “Borders Trip pt. 6 // Scotland”