Sorting through your parents things can be depressing and since this was really hard as you have to deal with a lot of emotions, so I decided to take a day off. The day started with an unusual thing in the sky, yes a full sun and a big blue sky. I headed off to a place called Blairgowrie, a town that has it’s signs in Gaelic and English as this was the gateway to the Eastern Highlands where blokes wear kilts and the sheep are afraid! I headed up to a place where I used to play tennis as a boy and headed on a road that was marked on the map as no greater than four meters wide, this road took me up to where they have a windfarm of about 20 windmills, I must say they’re quite silent. The views from there were spectacular and the road equally did not disappoint, although it was dotted with wandering sheep, where’s the kilt when you need it! I headed on and I found and old iron bridge that had some spectacular water running below it, again a road I had not travelled in all my time here, quite amazing. Aberfeldy soon loomed and it was here again I headed off the beaten track, as my aim was to take the b roads whenever I could, as the main roads are really congested. Before too long I was in familiar territory heading back to the laird where a nice glass of Glenlivit was waiting for my arrival. The day went well, I had the sunroof open and my iPhone blaring like I was a teenager, a perfect day to clear your head from the stresses that haunt me, whilst I toil at this latest challenge.