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    I'm fast running out of words to describe the pretty pretty scenery. So instead, I'll tell you about how much my neck hurts. It doesn't hurt that bad, just feels a tad stiff from all the nights spent in a tent on the cold cold ground. But I'll be ok, so long as I stretch occasionally and keep hydrated. Mm yes yes.: by wilski, Views[666]
         		 LOOK HOW EXCITED I AM!! I'm not really, I just have an insect imbedded in my left eyeball and it hurts.: by wilski, Views[336]
         		 I had the pleasure of riding through this scenery, mountains and valleys and snow and cloud and shit. Perfection. : by wilski, Views[343]
         		 So many fantastic views, it was around here that I started to feel disillusioned as to whether I was enjoying my trip or just stopping to take pics for everyone else to enjoy...: by wilski, Views[373]
         		 Fort William, home of the Fort William World Cup, where all downhill mountain bikers such as myself aspire to go. I was there! But alas, just to have a peek, not ride. No money to hire equipment, and I left my courage back in Australia. But if any of the lads ask, I'll say yeah, sure, I rode Fort William (to Fort William, on my motorcycle..): by wilski, Views[337]
     
    The monument to commandos. Oo-rah, semper-fi! Piuu piuu!: by wilski, Views[319]
         		 Following the Lochs down to Edinburgh, my first sighting of snow :): by wilski, Views[322]
         		 Me being handsomely disappointed at not seeing any Nessie dragon. What a waste of my time and talents.: by wilski, Views[377]
         		 My campsite for the night, two meters from the lakes edge with my bike facing the Loch so's I can use the sidecar spotlight to find the monster. Or uni students skinny-dipping.: by wilski, Views[2499]
         		 Yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum. Hot coffee, pasta and soaky bread, and port with the word 'cock' in it.: by wilski, Views[340]
     
    Lunch. Simple. All ye need is a packet of pasta, one cup of water, and £10,000 of motorcycle to cook under.: by wilski, Views[377]
         		 Brum.: by wilski, Views[342]
         		 With my back to the lake (flirting with danger because the Loch Ness monster could sneak up on me and nick my wallet) ye can just see the road and my bike sputtering happily away. Sputt sputt sputter cough bang comunista.: by wilski, Views[386]
         		 I stopped here to have lunch and it was so nice that I stayed the night. Had to offroad it through some lumpy ground and hill to get down to the lake to camp. It was fun. I smiled.: by wilski, Views[460]
         		 Loch Ness, home of the fabled monster. That doesn't exist, thanks to a £6 audio-visual museum tour I took. I'd rather haf saved my quid and lived in my fairytale world of shiny water puppies.: by wilski, Views[379]
     
    All that's missing is a bear with a salmon in its mouth, and the salmon has a worm in its mouth, and an eagle is swooping down to grab the worm. And a strong black man in a towel is riding the bear. And I'm drunk.: by wilski, Views[361]
         		 I always pick the scenic-est places to pull over and defrost.: by wilski, Views[370]
         		 What a great place to set up a castle. The English didn't think so, and broke the castle.: by wilski, Views[340]
         		 The view across the bay. Jaws wasn't shot on location here.: by wilski, Views[344]
         		 A pretty castle I stopped at, not so much because it was pretty and I wanted to take a photo, but because I was damp and needed to dry off and check my phone for Tomtom GPS directions as to where the fuck I was in relation to wherever I was headed. Wonder if the fish & chip shop opposite the castle was still there back in the day. It'd be so handy for King Whatshisface on a Friday night, just order some fried yummies and stay home watching the telly.: by wilski, Views[1547]
     
    My feeble attempt at air-drying clothes. In Scotland. You can't dry things in Scottish air. Having said that, ye can't really dry things in a campsite laundry dryer. It comes out warmer, sure, but still damp and now with a slight other-peoples-socks scent to it.: by wilski, Views[2332]
         		 Water inlet bay thingy. Had to cross a very impressive bridge to get here, Edinburgh is on the other side now. You can't see it because I ain't pointed the camera at it, but if I did, you probably wouldn't see it anyway because I would have kept it for myself. Ugh, too much sugar, my heart hurts. I'mma go lie down now.: by wilski, Views[350]
         		 Edinburgh Castle. They have a thing called the 1 o'clock gun. At 1 o'clock, they fire a gun. It goes 'bang!' It's how you can tell the locals from the tourists, all the locals look at their watches to make sure the time is correct, tourists shit themselves. Perhaps really really old or young locals shit themselves too.: by wilski, Views[626]
         		 Edinburgh Castle, the castley-est castle in all of Edinburgh. Apparently it's haunted. And for £12 you can find out who by. I'd rather pretend it's Michael Jacksons ghost. Or Patrick Swayze, yeah, how cool would that be! Side-kicking the ass plates of the suits of armor at night, hi-YAAAH!! ^_^: by wilski, Views[390]
         		 Edinburgh, so cool! Not cool as in cold, cool as in nice. I like, but only stayed for a few hours to find a place to chargey-chargey phone and fix broken lock on the bike boot.: by wilski, Views[340]
     
    Camping wild in Scotland, making some chow to chow on. Tomato pasta, with bread and cheese and cherry tomatoes, and coffee to finish. Pretty yum. Ugh, I'm so hungry nao!: by wilski, Views[399]
         		 The gates of an awesome castle that was closed for viewing that day. The gates are cool though, I want them at the entrance to my tent. The eagles remind me of nazi time. Nazi-time! Haha, sounds like fun, but trust me, it ain't.: by wilski, Views[351]
         		 A bridge, one of four that crossed some river somewhere, I forget the importance of it but there was a poem about them that I also forgot. Something about running water and bridges. It was pretty rubbish anyways. Here's a poem for you: You shall have a fishy, in a little dishy, you shall have a fishy when da boot comes in.: by wilski, Views[378]
         		 Me, arriving in Scotland, wheeee! Look how happy I am under the neck-warmy thing and helmet! So happy. Ahhh, those were the days... day..: by wilski, Views[1439]
         		 No, I didn't take this photo, but I laughed at it. What garbage, it's all wrong, no wonder everyone in Scotland hates it. The statue of Mel Gibson. There's a real statue of William Wallace, it's on the outside of the tower commemorating Mr Wallaces achievement. I couldn't get close enough to take a pic because it costed money, which was better spent on port wine and assorted sliced cheeses on special at Tesco's.: by wilski, Views[375]
     
    Leaving Keswick, I came upon this sign, pulled over to laugh at it. How funny is it eh?! Haha, cock! Ahhhh... sigh.: by wilski, Views[637]
         		 Haha check out the sheep! What an idiot! Stupid thing.: by wilski, Views[736]
         		 You can't eat this view, and the water is full of bacteria. Food foody food, eat it down, down into my belly...: by wilski, Views[577]
         		 The cave behind my house, I didn't rent this one out because I died from lack of food before I had the chance. Man I'm famished, my tummy is going 'grrrraowwwwwll'..: by wilski, Views[606]
         		 I found a little house with a window but no roof, so I peered out the window and pretended I was a homeowner. Then I pretended I rented the place out to a lovely couple from North Melbourne, and they gave me lots of money so I could eat BLOODY HELL I'M HUNGRY YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I want lasagne, or maybe a kebab. No, pizza, lots of pizza. A Chinesian buffay.: by wilski, Views[859]
     
    Me, enjoying a ummm.. a stick of chalk, after a quick hike up to the top. It's pretty high, I'll bet if I pushed you off you'd die. Unless you landed on a sheeps.: by wilski, Views[401]
         		 The view of the valley from Crag mountain. I can't see my house from here. Can you see yours? I doubt it.: by wilski, Views[351]
         		 Near the top of Castle Cragg, the shale graveyard, where shale goes to die and be buried under shale, with little shale gravestones and shit. Pardon the language, my back really hurts and I'm super hungry.: by wilski, Views[468]
         		 Check out this wall, and there's some barbed wire there too, probably to keep the Germans out. It didn't work.: by wilski, Views[344]
         		 PRETTY! It's a tree, stuck in a wall, if only it sprouted money and ice cream I could die happy.: by wilski, Views[374]
     
    PRETTY! I sat under the bridge and pretended I was a troll. It's a boring fucking life, being a troll.: by wilski, Views[394]
         		 A stream. The water was really cold. And wet. As it um stram down the mountain. If I was Bear Grylls I would have jumped across it, or killed something and washed it in the water and then slept inside the things tummy at night because I'm so hardcore. : by wilski, Views[370]
         		 The errr... bushland behind my campsite. Bush? Forest, whatever ye calls it in England.: by wilski, Views[395]
         		 One of the best pics I've taken of Kevin so far. It's postcard material innit. You should print it out and send it to me as a postcard. Shame it's just a postcard or you could haf enclosed money with it too. I'll give you my bank account number so you can just deposit it in, much easier that way. But I still want the postcard.: by wilski, Views[361]
         		 Spooky me pic, I was texting on phone and walked around bike and saw myself in the reflection of the bike mirror and I died a little inside from fear.: by wilski, Views[477]
     
    Sheeps being sheepish. Haha, that was a baaaaad pun. Ahaha, lamb. I mean, lame. Ha. : by wilski, Views[1573]
         		 The farm where I slept at while up in Lake District. No, that's just the wall of the farm, I was out in the fields with the sheeps and the poo. : by wilski, Views[336]
         		 Marmalade cat, goes well wif toast.: by wilski, Views[332]
         		 My bike, Kevin, gazing mournfully out to sea, pining for its lost love. Makes you wanna vomit, don't it. Ha, what a lil bitch.: by wilski, Views[390]
         		 Underneath my favorite tree in the world. The 'rotate photo' button is broken on this website so ye haf to crane yer neck 90 degrees to the left. Or better yet, crane it 90 degrees to the right and you can pretend the tree is upside down!!!!!! Haha it's a fun thing to do for the whole family, except grandma and grandpa.: by wilski, Views[373]
     
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