I don't know if the Lachlan clan was too cheap to pay it's taxes . . . But the road to castle Lachlan was NOT paved in gold, in fact it was barely paved at all! It was one lane, shared by both directions of traffic, with the occasional lay-by to sort out any "traffic jams" that came up.There we're a few white knuckle moments, but Liam'a superb driving skills assured that we arrived safe and sound.
The castle itself was located across the glen from the parking lot. Despite the fact we've seen virtually no rain, the path to the castle was damp and muddy. Like castle Fatlips, castle Lachlan was a ruin. It proved to have a unique layout though, featuring a exposed inner courtyard, with a covered walkway connecting the two wings of the castle. We explored the castle and took photos before heading back to the van and driving up to Oban.
Between the wet and skinny roads on the Isle of Arron, and the derelict road to castle Lachlan, it was a relief to get on the highway up to Oban. We arrived in Oban around five in the evening and wandered the main road popping I to hotels to check prices. Process of elimination left us with a historic looking hotel on the waterfront esplanade. We were unsure what type if room we would end upon, but we were pleasantly surprised by a modern room, located in the turret, with views of the water. We walked the main street before grabbing supper at a seafood restaurant (Liam's had fish and chips for dinner, every night for the last four days!) and heading to the room the go to bed.
Tomorrow we head up to the Loch Ness area, looking for Nessie the monster, and Nessie the company that designs great tweed purses. Hopefully we find both!
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