Why is it that so many cultures always back up their affirmations with another? Yes, yes there is the French – oie oie, the germans – ja ja, the scots – aye aye. At least most Australians can vary this with a yes, no combination that confuses foreigners but lets the recipient know that yes they understand the question but no they don’t really have a reply! No one will affirm your question as heartily as a scot.
No trip to Scotland should be without a trip to one of it’s finest, oldest and smallest drinking establishments, the Gellions. Fantastic live music and a very intimate crowd (not sure if a Scottish thing or a very small pub thing)!
Though Irish, there is still good beer to be had in Scotland too. Couldn’t resist a photo of the obvious love for guinness here!
Scotland, a wee region to the north of England was organised as a nice driving tour, walking the trails and photographing the stunning scenery. Only I forgot to take in to account the time of year and the fact that it rains more than it is sunny. The upside, I got to sleep in most days due to a lack of visible sunrise. The downside, all the stunning scenery was hidden by the rain, mist and constant clouds.
So what else could I do but take advantage of the mist enshrouded landscape.
Edinburgh and Stirling Castles are some of the oldest and largest castles in Scotland. Night time brought out the splendour of the city of Edinburgh. Then there were a couple of sunrises that I was pleased to witness, concerned that perhaps sunrises did not exist in Scotland!
For those blissfully unaware, the Scot’s invented golf and are proud to boast a very windy but scenic golf course at St Andrews. Aye, many a well attired golfer can be seen of a morning hitting their wee white balls around the green. St Andrews is also home to some pretty spectacular ruins such as the St Andrews Cathedral which took longer to build than it was ever used for!
On one of the two clear beautiful days we were lucky enough to witness we took to the walking trails around Loch Lomond and Loch Long in the mid-highlands to appreciate the result of a very cold winter indeed.
This was mum’s first real experience walking in the snow too, so she made the most of it by inadvertently throwing snow balls at herself.
Landscapes were not the only thing that had me chasing photos. I found myself chasing the local sheep for a portrait shot, bum shots sufficed!
At least the cows stood still for long enough! Meet Hamish the hairy highland cow.
Scots are the most friendly people I have ever met. When we thought we had run out of petrol in our hire car an unknown distance from the nearest petrol station (that was actually open) people dropped what they were doing to help out. Directions were never a problem for anyone to give and stories abounded from anyone willing to tell and anyone willing to listen.
And of course there is no missing out on the chance to see a ruined castle, especially when they are dotted all over the countryside.