Kim und Gerhild haben gehofft, dass das berühmte schottische Loch Ness Monster aus dem Wasser auftaucht. Sie haben es aber leider nicht entdeckt. Enttäuscht gingen sie zum Camper zurück.
Als sie weg waren kam eine kleine Stimme und sagte: „Sind sie weg?“.
„Ja“ sagte eine andere, noch piepsigere Stimme.
„Dann haben wir wieder unsere Ruhe“ sagte eine dritte, sogar noch piepsigere Stimme, „Die Menschen schauen immer in die Ferne, nie in die Nähe.“
„Zum Glück“ sagte die erste Stimme.
Und dann kicherten sie alle zusammen.

Heute haben wir ein kleines, geheimnisvolles Häuschen entdeckt. Kim hat geklopft und ein Bär im Schottenrock hat aufgemacht. „Wir kommen aus Berlin“ sagte ich. „Bärlin!“ sagte der Bär „Toll, willkommen in Schottland. Kommt rein, wir trinken eine Tasse Tee zusammen.“ Schön gemütlich war es und es gab auch noch schottische Shortbread-Kekse dazu.
Liebe Grüße von
deinem grünen Bärchen

Eines Tages war Gerhild so müde, dass sie nicht weiter laufen konnte. Im Wald gab es zum Glück viele freundliche schottische Tiere.
„Zu groß“ piepste der Otter.
„Zu schwer“ seufzte die Eule.
„Zu dick“ knurrte der Baummarder.
„Ich schaffe es“ sagte der Fuchs.
Und so kam Gerhild blitzschnell zum Camper und Kim hechelte langsam hinterher. Er hat schließlich nur zwei Beine.
Als er am Camper ankam haben Gerhild und der Fuchs Tee getrunken und ein Stück Kuchen geteilt.

Schottland ist ein magischer Ort. Heute, unser letzter Tag in Schottland, waren Gerhild und ich spazieren und wir haben diesen tollen Vogel getroffen. „Hallo“, sagte ich, „ich bin ein Engländer“. „Angenehm“ sagte der Vogel, „ich bin ein Fasan“. „Warum bist Du so groß?“ fragte ich. „Warum bist Du so klein?“ antwortete der Vogel und kicherte laut als er wegflog. Vielleicht habe ich es geträumt, aber ich glaube es war Zauberei.

Heute waren wir im wunderschönen Himalaya Garten und haben viel blauen Klatschmohn gesehen. Gerhild hat gefragt „Wieso blau und nicht rot?“.
„Weil ich sie angemalt habe“ sagte eine Stimme von oben aus dem Baum. Es war ein Eichhörnchen und es hieß Emil. „Ich bin hoch geklettert und habe mit meinem Schwanz Farbe vom Himmel geholt“ erzählte es. „Jetzt sind die Blumen herrlich, himmlisch, himalayisch.“
Gerhild sagte „wie schön, danke Emil“.
„Gern geschehen“ sagte Emil und verschwand in der Baumkrone.

This is our last stop (Campingplatz Räbke) before Berlin to make ourselves presentable and the camper fit for winter.

One more sunny afternoon as we arrived.

Autumn has arrived and we will arrive tomorrow.

Parked overnight in the ferry terminal and then chugged over to Hook of Holland.

Good camp site, plenty of our feathered friends think it’s a great place for the night too.

I have to admit, that they got an earlier start than we did.

Today we stopped at Colchester to buy some food and then had a look around.

Willow sculpture of a royal coat of arms.

Sign for the George Inn. I don’t know if the dog or the man is called George.

Odd to see an estate agent in a historic building like this.

It was a surprise to find such a smart art gallery here. https://firstsite.uk/

Two cars by Julian Opie.

DIY design a house project.

Colourful cafe for a break in between.

Delicious lunch in the Soho Masala Zone then we wandered about.

Soho wall map.

Striding down Carnaby Street with Julian Opie’s “Shaida Walking”.

Golden Square being polished up.

What’s this street called?

Never get tyred of the Bibendum building.

Nice head in Chelsea by Emily Young in Portuguese rose marble.

Today we went to see Peter & Anne.

Amazingly, on the way to Peckham, we got to ride in an antique London bus today – for free and with a bus conductor!

City of London 2022.

Before going to see Camilla & Mario, we strolled through Regents Park

Hercules Meets Galatea by Matthew Darbyshire.

Tunnel-Tell (Ceci Sera) by Alicja Kwade.

Dubito Ergo Cogito by Ron Arad.

Kim thinks therefore he doubts.

Vertical Plane Me by Jordy Kerwick.

Sim and the Yellow Glass Birds by Peju Alatise.

Big Time by Emma Hart.

Today we travelled by bus (1/2 hour) and Underground (Victoria line) into London to see Renate.

The 215 bus stop is right outside the camp site.

On the way to London, we stopped here, https://www.burghley.co.uk/, to visit the sculpture garden. Wikipedia article.

Burghley House.

Bit larger than life rabbit.

Also a rabbit, but a slightly different species.

This horse must have been eating the same magic mushroom as the rabbits.

Not to mention this supersnail.

Nice face.

Not quite sure what this is. What do you think?

This is one very funny tree trunk.

Where does this mysterious entrance lead?

Here!

This tree is watching me!

Our camp site in Lee Valley https://www.visitleevalley.org.uk/lee-valley-campsite-sewardstone

Today we did a short but pretty walk across the fields to Hulme End

The view from our camp site.

Gerhild climbs a dry stone wall.

Look at the moss on the wall.

Very secluded path.

Å Staffordshire farmhouse.

Kim trying to talk with the sheep.

https://www.brisbanemoss.co.uk/our-story/

Is this the place?

Yes that’s it with trees growing out of the roof.

The sales room.

Photos from the startup phase.

The stockroom in 2022 with our super salesman.

Gerhild with her corduroy swatches for Susann.

Nice camp site https://www.upperhurstfarm.com/ in a beautiful landscape.

Fun decoration next to the lock.

Conker creatures.

Look! A comma butterfly.

Look who’s popped along to see us!

The banqueting hall at Naburn Lock (https://www.teabythelock.co.uk/)

Great place for a relaxed chat with a nice pot of tea.

Two happy girls.

With their best feet forwards.

Today we moved to Naburn Lock camp site. It‘s close to the river Ouse.

Naburn lock.

The 42 bus takes you to York in about 20 minutes.

We bought some food and returned to Naburn.

Read most of the day –
Kim „Here lie the dead“ by J D Kirk
Gerhild „Der Fengshui-Detektiv“ by Nury Vittachi

https://www.himalayangarden.com/

A happy hare in the garden.

Who‘d be a mouse if this is around?

Ceramic tree mould.

Looks spooky somehow, but it’s based on pollen. It’s called Rhodi Torana.

Fabulous piece by Subodh Kerkar.

This is by the same guy.

Goats will eat anything.

New garden furniture anyone?

This was interesting. I didn’t know that they used to call cotton „tree wool“. (Baumwolle)

Gerhild joining in the dialog (sic).

Nature‘s not bad at this art lark either.

Himalayan Blue Poppies flowing through the landscape by Anna Whitehouse from Harrogate.

oldstationholidayparkmasham.co.uk

This way to the beach.

That’s quite some beach.

Cult object made by the natives. I hope they’re friendly.

Up into the dunes.

Looks like a visitor from another planet.

You have to imagine the honking yourself.

Tide’s out again.

An old steel lighthouse reflecting darkly on its glory days.

Who could resist a stop at Gretna Green?

34 years and 1 day after Charlottenburg Town Hall.

Nice camp site in Haverigg https://www.harbourlightscampsite.co.uk/

Black Combe smiling down at us.

Tide’s out. I think that might be the Ormonde offshore wind park that you can just see on the horizon.

Used to be an iron ore mine here but it looks colourful now.

– Fire in the night –

Today we watched the clouds and dreamed.

Today we stumbled over The Glentrool Kindness Path.

Be a warrior, not a worrier.

Stoned?

It is also called the alphabet path, so Q is for Queen. I think that this looks like a Scottish queen.

Nice bit of Obamaesque philosophy.

And S is for …

This is not the first Scottish bus-stop with an armchair & cushion, but this one has potted plants too!

This cheeky wee fellow seems to have been following us all around Scotland.

We stopped at Girvan, a small seaside town with a very small fishing harbour and this intervention on a letter box, presumably by the hairdresser, caught our fancy. I’m not sure what His Majesty’s Post Office would say, but I like it.

We are parked here https://www.glentroolcampingandcaravansite.co.uk/.