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Peter and I travelled 2000 miles over eight days: through Edinburgh, Stirling, Loch Lomond, Ineverary, Oban, Glen Coe, Isle of Skye, Loch Ness, Inverness, Aviemore and Dundee. It was a totally wonderful time in every respect
At the border of Scitland - a
lesser known county in the North of England and enjoying the -7 degree
temperatures
Edinburg
My kind of shop (except for the
Scottish produce). The Royal Mile.
On the steps of St Giles Cathedral,
where John Knox preached
Breakfast at the local greasy
spoon. Deep fried haggis was available, but neither of us had worked up the
courage to try it yet.
Having our Bible study in
Starbucks. The Lord really blessed us by His word as we spent time in it each
day.
Our summary of the book of Ecclesiastes: "Be wise and fear God, for the
day of His judgement is coming.
Life without God is meaningless and
unsatisfying, but with Him it can be joyful, significant and
rewarding"
Stirling
A great one who fought to rid the
land of oppression and injustice. I'm also in the picture.
The William
Wallace statue at Stirling Castle.
Inside the Kitchen of Stirling
Castle with a lovely fibreglass maid. She looks as old as the castle
itself!
Loch Lomond
Such natural beauty ... and Peter
is in the picture too!
Inverary
At Inverary Courthouse, we couldn't
help but to get involved in the trial of Mr Peter McDougal (centre in red) who
was caught, tried and convicted of sleeping excessively in the car. As much
as I protested, photographic proof was presented and became the evidence
that sealed this poor soul's condemnation.
Having been there for his defense
it was fortunate that I was also there to lend a hand administering the
punishment.
Trying out the whipping table at Inverary Prison. Check the sign
over it ('please try')!
And indeed, here he
is, caught in the very act!
Unbeknown to most people, the relatively modern Japanese art of Karate is
actually derived from a collection of ancient Scottish dance
moves.
Here two locals demonstrate for us respectively the "highland head
slap" and "one legged Jimmy".
A loch somewhere in the Scottish
Highlands.
Glen Coe
Climbing the "Pap of Glen
Coe"
(we would definitely have climbed another mountain if we had known
beforehand what it was called ... or how high it was!)
Yes, there is cellular transmission
even from the top of this remote mountain (Peter taking a call from Zannie half
way up the mountain)!
Highland Beasts
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A wee heilan coo |
Tuw heilan coos |
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A hairy helain beast |
and tuw mooore |
The Isle of Skye
Such beautiful scenery on the Isle of Skye.
I
really recommend winter as the time to go: fewer tourists (like these
ones),
crisp refreshing temperatures (we recorderd a low of -7C) and
longer nights to sit by the fire with a wee dram.
Dashing
to get in the frame before the timer went off, this photo was taken only seconds
before I overran and plunged Peter to a grisly death in the grotto below, and
myself into a lifetime of guilt and remorse ...
... but after a few minutes of
eastern meditation on the hill top I was again feeling wonderful about
myself!
Loch Ness
A
waterfall near Loch Ness
Ten days travelling with someone
can really test your patience and your sanity!
Waiting and watching for the
monster (Nessy) and ... wait a minute ... Oh my gosh - what is that behind
me?
Loch
Ness. The largest lake in all of Britain, and its most bountiful source of pork
pies (lies)!
That illusive monster is not so
hard to find these days.
A wee haggis dangled over the loch lures him
straight to the surface for feeding.
Peter was, at first, a little startled,
as his expression betrays.
Inverness and the rest
Celebrating the first signs of snow
with a wee highland jig.
Inverness.
A fresh
layer of purest white snow in the morning ... and us. Aviemore.
On a
winter wonderland walk with Pete moments before he ruthlessly hurled a snowball
into my face.
