OBAN REVEALED


Farewell to Glasgow and onward to fascinating Oban, the unofficial capital of the West Highlands of Scotland, the Gateway to the Hebridean Isles, and recently better known as The Seafood Capital of Scotland.  

Our first stop was in Tarbet, a small fishing village on the west shores of Loch Lomond (a loch is a lake.) It was time for our cruise in search of Nessie...

Alas, no luck.


 
We stopped to pick up some passengers at the MacGregor Mansion.


After we disembarked, we headed to Drover's Inn, 
the 300-year-old pub and inn situated at the top of Loch Lomond, 
for an excellent mac and cheese lunch.


Carol took on the black bear inside the lobby and lived to tell about it.


We loved the wait staff uniforms, 
especially the T-shirts.


We continued through the majestic Glencoe village and its natural beauty.



  The three sisters.

Our hotel was perfectly located across the street from Oban Bay. Thanks to the Bay and the layout, I loved that it was easy to navigate on foot without getting lost, especially when I hiked to LIDL (Scotland's equivalent of Aldi) for much-needed Doritos, Pringles, and red wine with screw tops (I lost many a corkscrew to TSA agents.)


Some of us climbed to the top of McCaig's Tower (AKA the Colosseum), 
a historic structure built atop Battery Hill in 1897 
by philanthropist and architect John Stuart McCaig. 


I photographed the cruise ship returning to the Oban North Pier 
from the Colosseum platform. 
The large tower is St. Columba's Church, 
which is just 2 doors in front of our hotel.


Photo of the marina and some of the cruise ships 
from the Colosseum scenic platform.




The last dinner before we departed for Inverness was 
the Lorne Bar, where I overindulged in neverending mussels and a measly, expensive dish of only 6 scallops. 
(I should have stopped with the mussels.)












 










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