Scotland day 5 - We're off to stay in a Mongolian Yurt

We left Tobermory and are heading for Dumfries and our night in a Mongolian Yurt(gert, ger or whatever it's called). Got off the ferry at Oban and went into town for fish & chips. Whilst we're on the front eating them out of the wrapper, a guy walks up to Nigel and hugs him.............Made me choke on me chips, but it only happens to be his brother-in-law who's on holiday in the area and it's a chance meeting - whats the chances of that?

Steves heading home today and leaves us at Oban, so now we're a man down, but no matter we soldier on.
Al & Nige head for Dunoon via Lochgilphead and Inverary- Oban to L'head is a fantastic bit of tarmac.
Ferry from Hunters Quay, then down to Ayr and pick up the A713 and A712 to Dumfries and the Forest of Mabie..................................

Nige takes up the story;

So we arrived at the Gurt at about 8.00 PM after Al had took us on a triple hunt for the usual statues/rocks/strange objects of interest tour, one of which was a 5 mile bendy path of very narrow cow shit/gravel covered mix that had the rear wheel stepping out every 50 yards, great fun! Only after we had found the naked man and his dangly bits did we realise that the Sat Nav had been taking the piss and we were actually half a mile from a main road…………. Back at the Gurt we were greeted by the tree hugger complete with baggy woollen jumper and a water barrel on a stick…………….
He took us up a heavily tree lined path through the obstacle course ( Literally!!! ) and showed us our home for the night, the Gurt……….Oh joy……………

Outside the Gurt was a wood pile and a large shiny axe, I decided that this would be safer in the Gurt with us rather than outside for the wild man of the woods to use to chop bits off us as we slept……………….

Any way once we had lit the log burner and filled the Gurt with smoke at least it kept us warm and the midges at bay. Several bottles of Stella and one bottle of red wine later we were nicely settled in, my king prawn curry had split the polystyrene container and was dispensed from the now squidgy plastic bag, of course Al`s order had arrived perfectly intact even though all of them had been transported together in my pannier………… Some folk have all the luck! And the Hot Tub??? On our arrival we had passed the said tub and had noticed that it had been occupied by a middle aged chap with a pot belly wearing………………wait for it……………….white undies!!!! These were of course wet and by now see through!!! “ Do you fancy the tub?” asks Al “Err no not really” says I, I think I`ll settle for a quiet night in……………

Would I go back next year? Of course I would, it was bloody great fun!

Conveniences - One for no.1's and one for no.2's.