In Dublin now, not long until our return to NZ, having spent 2018 so far pretty much wandering the globe. Hopefully glimpses of summer are starting to appear there so our quest to have a retirement of continuous summers gets off to a good start. We’re not back abroad until we get back on the motorcycles (parked up in Tbilisi for now) at the end of the NZ summer.
Our meander around the Scottish Isles has certainly given us an appreciation of the isolation of so many tiny hamlets scattered across the myriad of islands – and they’ve lived like that for centuries. The weather and seas are challenging (and this is still summer) but no more so than the southern reaches of New Zealand. And of course the history is deep – all the way from the Mesolithic (middle stone age, circa. 9600 BC) – as the archaeological sites up here evidence.
But in a contemporary context it’s the weather, the seas the fauna and the rich history of human habitation (no matter how sparse), that’s the attraction. There’s no end of quirky historical sites that can be uncovered – which makes cruising around these islands interesting. Just make sure your craft is an all weather vessel with a crew that knows how to hide from the storms!