Monday saw more sunshine, so much so that I had to resort to my Dads trendy, NOT sunnies. I would post a picture but I look like elton john, thank god I still have anonymity here. I travelled north past the idicllic town of Pitlochry famous for its hydro electric dam , Blair Atholl distillary, and Edradour, Scotlands smallest. I then sped past my favourite castle, Blair, where Queen Victoria graced our presence in 1842, no doubt for a rendezvous  with her “Friend” the game keeper Mr Brown. I arrived just in time for a spot of lunch, a decent salmon caught on our rivers followed by a bottle of sparkling….water! I meandered through the shops filled with tweed and outdoor clothing, fighting the tourists that flock to the high class merchandise. I was looking for something for Michaela, something that probably comes from the middle east and definitely comes from a goat, I hunted until I found the perfect items, obviously I can’t say too much as she’s probably reading this!! I headed back to Perth via the back roads, single lane and full of high hedges and blind corners just what you wish for in tourist season. Night was drawing in and I then headed back to Edinburgh, roof open sunnies on, god knows what I looked like, I searched for some pearljam, Lior, Keane and eventually came across some John Mayer, which got me a little too melancholy as I really miss Michaela, so I had to get up to warp 2 and mix it up with some Gorillaz and The Fray. I have noticed that this time that I have to be a little more vigilant as the gendarme are ever present, not like OZ  where there are bloody multinovas everywhere but on the on ramps to the freeways they hide looking for the unsuspecting inocent punter that just wants to clear the cobwebs. I have been assured that if you keep it below 160 (warp3) then your license is safe, so for me a casual 140 (warp2) will suffice.