En route.

Later, there'll be a tiny smattering of Deutche. for which reason, since I'm back blipping amain, I add the title of my 1st French text book. 
(J 25, in the old block at FEW will recognise as N.T.G.S. Wigton.)
We were "en route" to our first camp-site; and, as is often the case, more so when I was doing all the driving for Alice, there isn't/wasn't often much chance of photography while motoring along.
One thing this'll do though is depict the difference twixt lowland Scotland and the Highlands we'll see in a day or two. 
Can't place it on the map because:-
A) There are so many places it could be.
B) I have no ruddy idea where we were.
Aside from the land o' the Haggis.
;¬)