Journey Jotting

No generic journals, please!

I never take a generic journal away with me when I go travelling , bought prior to the trip. 

One of my ‘travel secrets‘ is to buy a small (my preference is an A6 sized) jotter/notebook in each country/region I visit so associations of the travel journal are connected to the place – It also means I get to have my first interaction with the locals as I make it’s purchase.

On the first day of my recent trip to Scotland I sought out a local supplier of stationery ~ in this instance the local newsagent ~ and purchased an A6 x 80 page notebook with the blue and white cross of St Andrew Scottish flag on the front, and the yellow and red Royal flag of Scotland on the back.

Not keen on feeling I have to make time, for what otherwise requires an obligatory evening journal writing session, my favourite way of recording my travels is to stop and take stock at pertinent moments in the day and simply jot a few words of response to:

  • what I can see
  • what I can hear
  • what I can feel
  • what I can smell and
  • what in the atmosphere I can taste, that will serve as memory joggers years later when the moment for nostalgia strikes.

See, Hear, Touch, Smell, Taste

I find this technique cuts to the chase and omits obvious mundane words such as ‘I went for a walk…’ :(

I also like to bring encounters with people I meet along the way more alive by incorporating their notations in my jotter too!

When in Cairnsmore Nature Reserve I was having trouble finding the location of a sculpture located on the top of a mountainous cliff – I met a girl who sketched this mudmap for me to follow, which being in a rugged moorland area with blanket bog of varying depths of peat, I was most grateful for ~ It’s also a great reminder of my conversation with her :)

Mudmap

Once filled, or as the trip draws to a close, I make a visit to the Post Office and select as many pretty stamps as possible and post it home ~

GR George Rex (King George V) Post Box

Its such fun opening the mail box and finding a package from a far flung place…

My Mail Box in Australia

Adorned with local stamps and precious overseas postmarks that fix the trip in time

Scottish stamps and precious local postmarks :)

These stamps illustrate the monarchy of Scotland – On the right is Mary, Queen of Scots 1542 – 1567 and to her left is James Vl, King of Scots 1567 – 1625 (becoming James l King of England and Ireland 1603 to 1625) ~ The stamps on the left portray the Thistle, Scotland’s floral emblem and the lion rampant of the Royal Standard of Scotland

Its great, a week after returning home to receive my holiday memories encapsulated in a jotter; walleted in an envelope that is adorned with stamps from the country/region I have not long before visited and date stamped for future musings…

revealing another chapter of my travelling life :)

Journey Jottings highlights holiday adventures

 

Snowdrops to Bluebells

When I arrived in Scotland mid March the Snowdrops were in full bloom in both cultivated gardens and wild woodland glades ~

Snowdrops in Scotland March 2010

Snowdrops

I was due to return to Australia 6 weeks later so the chances of seeing the first of the bluebells would possibly have been a little  optimistic ~

But then Eyjafjallajökull, the Icelandic volcano erupted!

Being grounded for just those few extra days meant I got to see some gorgeous spring wildflowers burst into life including violets…

Violet Violets :)

…in both violet and white!

White Violets

…Primroses and Lesser Celendine

…Forget-me-nots

…Yellow Archangel

and on those extra few days there at the end of April…

The first of the Bluebells

:D

Solway Firth Coastal Walk

Due to the Icelandic volcanic eruption of Eyjafjallajökull my stay in Scotland was extended :)

Making the most of the extra time, my sister and I did a coastal walk along the Solway Firth south of Dalbeatie between Sandyhills to Rockcliffe ~

Coastal Path

There is something gorgeous about walking a trail that winds along a stone walled cliff’s edge adorned with bright yellow gorse. Enjoying the anticipation of treading the trail ahead…

Our path went over the hill up to the right

…whilst taking satisfied glimpses behind of hills and dales now conquered, and peering down into sandy bays.

Sandy Bays

Sandy Bay

Spying cormorants…

Cormorant

and sea gulls

Sea Gulls

on the craggy rocks below

Rocky arch

And then doesn’t food always taste just the best out in the fresh air after an exerting morning :D

Picnic at the halfway point :)

We’d passed salmon nets out to sea in the morning ~

Salmon Nets

and ancient ruined cottages in the afternoon

Ruined Cottage Window

decorated with dandelions!

Dandelion decoration!

Before climbing  the final hill… around the final headland…

Me on the Coastal Path

…before descending down to the shoreline…

On the home leg

…and along a shelled beach ~

A beach of shells

to our just reward!

Caramel Apple Granny Cake

:D