The Bungalow

This is night No.21/2019 living in my caravan. Now pitched up at 'The Bungalow', a CL near Urquhart. It's about 5 miles outside Elgin.

I'd been at 'proper' sites for the last 9 nights, and really fancied the peace and quiet of a CL. I've never been to this one before, but I liked the idea of a bit of touring along the Moray Coast, across from where I'd spent the last few nights. 'The Bungalow' as it is known, is a large farmers field overlooked by (surprise) his bungalow. A good mown area with water, rubbish and recycling, and chemical waste disposal. Including a mains hook up, not bad at £11. The hook up will give me hot water and heating as well as cooking and boiling water.

Got up very early in Rosemarkie to a really fine sunset. Took the dogs out along a deserted beach as the sun came up.

After breakfast, I'd researched a walk in nearby Avoch, pronounced 'Och' (?). Nice little bay of former fisher cottages.

The walk took us up a road, onto a nice grass track, and up to the site of the former Ormond Castle. This castle was the largest in the highlands, demolished by Cromwell, and the masonry has disappeared over the years. The site is marked by a cairn and a flag.

The route continues into Wood Hill. Great forest walk with views to Munlochy Bay.

I phoned ahead, booked the CL, then left Rosemarkie around 1030, stopping by the beach for a last run around for the mutts.

Took my time and the roads were great. The A96 was moving fine. Passed through Nairn, Forres, Elgin then turned off towards Urquhart before Fochabers. The Bungalow is about 0.5 miles from the A96 on a quiet road. One other caravan is here (they normally limit it to 5 Units).

Right across the road is Sleepieshill Wood. Strange name.

It's a privately owned wood, but the owner here told me that it's fine to walk the dogs here.

One thing which is noticeable is the fly tipping around the woods here. Nice enough area, but obviously appealing to the morons who ditch their rubbish in the countryside. Took a short drive into Lossiemouth, stopped to walk the dogs in a wood and, again, signs of fly tipping.


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