01 August 2023
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Colin and his wife embark on their honeymoon to Lossiemouth
Colin Black recalls a memorable trip north and his first experience of staying in a static caravan.
Before I met the young lady who was to become my wife, the only holidays I had ever been on were family trips to my auntie Kate’s house in Fife and camping for one or two nights in a leaky tent with my pals.
I must’ve passed some kind of boyfriend test though, or maybe it was just, ‘Och he’s no too bad and he’s got his own car’, because I was invited to join her family on their summer holiday to Lossiemouth.
Not only was this the furthest north I’d ever been in Scotland, but it was also my first experience of staying in a static caravan. There was just the small drawback of the fact I had to share a bed with my girlfriend’s younger brother. Although they were different times back then, even if we had been engaged the sleeping arrangements would’ve been the same, none o’ your co-habiting before marriage back then.
Silver Sands Caravan Park
Silver Sands Caravan Park was as near the beach as it was possible to be. You couldn’t actually see the sand from the caravan because the dunes were in the way, but a short walk over those dunes that were keeping the breeze blowing in from the sea off the site and you were at a lovely long beach of smooth sand.
There were a lot of ‘firsts’ on that holiday, and one of the more enjoyable ones was the fish and chips, even the journey up through the magnificent Scottish scenery paled into insignificance when I tasted the freshest fish supper of my life. Of course as you get older you realise that fish and chip shops in towns where fishing boats land their catch have access to a different standard of fish than big cities like Glasgow.
There wasn’t a lot to do in the small town of Lossiemouth as far as entertainment went. When the tide was in the local youngsters liked to jump off the harbour wall into the River Lossie.
Silver Sands was a typical large caravan site with amusements and a lounge where you could relax with a drink or two. So when the rest of the family were doing their own thing, my girl and I would go off on our own to stroll on the beach.
It was the ideal place for a quiet holiday, just relaxing and getting a tan. Yes, there was sun… in Scotland. In fact I got sunburnt one day when I fell asleep on the beach.
Holidaying in Lossiemouth
Lossiemouth holds a lot of good memories, in fact, we liked it so much we spent our honeymoon there in one of those old caravans, no foreign idyll for us. What more could you want for a honeymoon? Peace and quiet and a good fish supper. My old Ford Anglia got us there an Before I met the young lady who was to become my wife, the only holidays I had ever been on were family trips to my auntie Kate’s house in Fife and camping for one or two nights in a leaky tent with my pals.
Originally published August 2016. Reviewed August 2023.
