Words by Angelica. Photographs by Robin and Keith

The adventurous divers were (in no particular order) Robin Adams, Angelica Asplund, Steven Suer, Katrina Peebles, Adam Raman, Christopher Bean and Keith Fyfe.

Saturday 7 July

It’s here, finally, after months and months of planning we are finally going on our diving trip to Scotland !

After weeks of raining in the South of England, the sun is finally shining and the weather reports are in general good, apart from Scotland (of course). We travel the 62,500 miles to The Sound of Mull in The Katrinabus™  (stuffed full of gear and a few divers) and a nice shiny 4x4 (stuffed with divers and a tank or two).  The journey is broken by stops to visit family on the way up.  

The first (and only) bad traffic is on the M40 and we get diverted around Coventry. Poor Adam is petrified that we have to go near to Birmingham. Unfortunately we never find out exactly what about Brum terrifies the man, but as we establish over and over again over the next few days, the man is an enigma!  

The drive is nice and relaxed and apart from really bad food options at our chosen service stop there nothing to write home about. When we enter Scotland Mr Fyfe sheds a little tear.

When we arrive in Crieff (to visit his parents) Keith gives us a full guided tour – this includes him stalling the car four times in 90 seconds as well as driving through a red light in front of the Town Hall. The Boy is back in Town.  

After a nice dinner and a walk we all hit the sack to be ready for the next day’s adventure.

We know that Katrinabus™ arrives safely in Liverpool (to visit Katrina's sister) and Chris spends the night in a delightfully pink girls room. Lovely!