SHERIFFMUIR INN
This is a little inn in the middle of nowhere, and it's worth every bit
of effort it takes to reach it. The Sheriffmuir Inn is an old drovers' inn, and
inside it is seriously snug and cosy with a real fire, real ale, and an
atmosphere that will make it very hard to leave. Basically, it sits alone in
the hills, not far from the site of the 1715 Battle of Sheriffmuir, an
indecisive battle fought on heather-clad slopes where many men died.
'There's some say that we wan, And some say that they wan, And some say
that nane wan at a', man.' There are no buses to the inn,
so it's either an invigorating walk of something like five miles there
and another five miles back on
tarmac, or a taxi. If you'd like to get out your map (Ordnance Survey Landranger series, one-and-a-quarter inches to a mile, sheet 57,
'Stirling & The Trossachs') I'll show you where it is. Do you see
Stirling on the right of your map? Look above it and you'll see the town
of
Bridge of Allan, then
Dunblane. Well, north-east of
Dunblane (a bit
to the right and a wee bit up) you'll see Sheriff Muir, and at a
junction of minor yellow roads, just south of the actual site of the
battle, you'll see PH, which stands for public house. That's the
Sheriffmuir Inn. As you may see, if you look at those yellow roads, you
can start your adventure at either
Dunblane or
Bridge of Allan. The
choice is yours. It might be nice to start at the old church west (to
the left) of Blairlogie, and follow the road to the inn. After a few
ales and perhaps a bite to eat you could then return via the other road
to
Dunblane. The scenery in the hills is wonderful, but remember, this
is a road, and there will be an occasional car, sometimes driven by
people who were born with a deficit of cranial grey matter, so take
care. And have a nice day. (PS - If you do find it hard to leave, then
they've got rooms, so you might be able to stay and walk back the next
day.)