I can be a bit of an aggressive driver on the American continent or the UK. Well the rule is in the UK that you are to get over if a person is driving faster that you and is following you. I am supposed to let them by by pulling over to a lay by when available. These roads are narrow and extremely curvy. So, we are buzzing a long and this lady driver comes roaring up behind me and following close. I tell Sherry that I am going to get over and let this person pass when I reach a lay by. I am the middle car in a row of three. The lady behind me keeps closely on my tail and you can tell is getting irritated with my speed. Now, remember I am tired and a bit stressed with the curvy roads.
So, another lay by comes up but it is on the opposite side of the road. My brain starts to calculate the maneuverability of what I am about to do. But this lady is really getting on my nerves. There calculation done and so I signal and quickly slide across the other lane to the lay by. The lady whizzes by us at top speed. Now, I don’t stop in the lay by (remember aggressive) I pull back out into the road and back on the correct side. I have checked all my mirrors and everything is clear so were good.
Now Sherry has jet lag and is sitting next to me in the car. She is there physically but has slowed down on the thinking part. I perform the above maneuver and am back in the proper lane. Sherry sits there a bit and then says. “I didn’t know whether to stomp my foot and hit the brake on my side. (She is in the passenger seat.) Or how to react to what you just did.” Yes we laughed for quite a while about this one.
This I don’t recommend is getting to tired while driving. We are looking for a place to eat and haven’t found one. I am getting really worn down with no sleep. We are trying to find our turn and we miss it by not seeing a sign. We have to turn around and I am getting foggy. I pulled into the wrong lane on the turn. Sherry says my name 4 times. I don’t even quite here her. Luckily we are going very slow because she is saying my name because of the oncoming car. I am in that cars lane and on the wrong side of the road. I make the correction with no damage done but believe we made a stop and had some tea.
After some interesting soup at a pub that is supposed to be vegetable but tastes strangely like pickle relish. We do make it to Oban for our sail to Mull. We find the ferry and line up with the other cars to board the ship. What an experience to drive in the belly of a vessel. You don’t get to stay in the car and must go upstairs. However, I have a hard time locating the parking brake. Then even a harder time trying to figure out how to take it off. I don’t even think I remember now how it all worked. I bet the brake is involved again. But the size of the ship and the view across the water as you sail is incredible. A bit of mountain and mist and mystery of Scotland.