Highland fling
Late summer is special in the Highlands of Scotland. It’s a fruitful time before the frosts of autumn. The heather is in full bloom and its honey scent every walk over the moors and hills. Juicy wild berries are ripe, wildflowers are having their last colourful fling and butterflies flit around sunny glades.
Andrew and I, as well as our dog, Braan, were all eager for a change of scenery and it was high time that we visited my brother. I’d picked a destination not too far from where my brother lives so we could combine a campsite stay with a family visit. Dingwall Camping and Caravanning Club site is conveniently situated for some lovely walks and for exploring Easter Ross.
Dingwall lies on the west shore of the Cromarty enhances Firth, where the River Peffery flows into the estuary. Like the Tingwalls in Orkney and Shetland, the name Dingwall has a Viking origin and means the meeting place of the local assembly or parliament.
It has long been an important centre and was made a royal burgh in 1226 by King Alexander II. Although it was the county town for Ross-shire, it lost its status with local government reorganisation in the
