Oh no, not another castle! - 5 September 2006

Unlike yesterday, the weather forecasters had warned us that today would be wet: time for some indoor touring. Fortunately we were near two of Scotland’s best-known castles.







First was Scone Palace, which has been associated with the coronation of the Kings of Scotland ever since McAlpin came over from Ireland and became the first King. He brought the Scone Stone with him and subsequent kings were crowned on it at Scone on Moot Hill: an artificial mound supposedly brought there in the boots of his Lords so that they could swear allegiance standing on their own soil.

The Palace is amazing: the interiors are very impressive and well worth visiting.

Alter a substantial lunch of very thick Scotch broth (perfect for such a miserable day) we set out in the heavy rain for Blair Castle.
This is a very stunning looking castle, painted white. Even on a grey day, it looked very striking. They advertise that you get to see 30 rooms in the castle, which was an excellent way to while away a miserable day. They weren't exaggerating, then were actually 31, plus many small connecting rooms. This castle was not as sumptuous as the previous one, but still very interesting, with many fine rooms and furniture. One very useful feature was that they numbered the many family portraits, and then identified the person by their number on a relatives family tree in every room.

Castles, cathedrals and cottages - 4 September 2006

We left Dundee this morning in glorious sunshine with the forecasters promising the best day yet.

Over the Tay Bridge is St Andrews where we enjoyed a very interesting tour of the castle and the old Cathedral. The castle has two mine tunnels beneath it. The first, the attack tunnel, was built from (what is now) a house opposite, trying to tunnel underneath the gatehouse and blow it up. The monks inside the castle found out and had three attempts to make a counter tunnel. They could only guess the direction to dig by the digging sounds that the attackers were making.

Up above ground again we toured the cathedral ruins. One part that is left is a very high tower [Not the tower pictured] and the climb to the top affords marvelous views over St Andrews.

After walking around the town, we drove back through Dundee and Perth to Glamis Castle. This kept our royal theme of the last few days, as this was the childhood home of the Queen Mother. The visit was by guided tour, which was very interesting.

We sat at their picnic tables and watched their very handsome highland cattle while we ate the delicious goodies we had purchased in St Andrews.




At Kirriemuir we visited JM Barrie's childhood home. It was just a humble cottage, which shows that talent can flourish in any environment. In the back yard was their washhouse - the original Wendy House.

Barrie had donated a camera obscura to his home-town in the 1930s. We have seen one before, but never one so clear, and the surrounding countryside, so vivid. The lady who demonstrated it to us, made it amusing by making a dog or trucks run over a little cardboard bridge which she would place on the image screen.

We then drove through the attractive town of Forfar to the Pitmuies Gardens. These are very simple, but attractive gardens.

Further on, past Brechin was our final attraction, Edzell Castle. This was a ruin of a once attractive castle, but the main attraction is the walled garden. It was built in 1604 and restored in the 1930s. The gardens are our favorite formal box hedge type of garden and attractive in their own right, but surrounding the garden is an amazing wall. One side is the castle, the other three feature themes of carved plaques: One wall the virtues, one the arts and one the planetary gods. The summer-house and well have survived but not the bath house. It was a tranquil, romantic garden: quite an amazing find.

Victorian echoes - 3 September 2006

Today it was the “Victorian Heritage Trail” we followed out of Aberdeen, heading for Dundee.

This trail marks a number of places that Queen Victoria visited. We passed through attractive villages made prosperous when Vicky chose to re-model the castle at Balmoral.

We knew that Balmoral was not open but didn't realise why until watching TV at breakfast: the Queen was in residence at Balmoral, and Tony Blair was visiting. Had we known that earlier, we could have left Aberdeen in time to join them at the local church at 11-30 a.m.

We also discovered we missed the local, Braemar, Highland Games by one day. However, we did get to visit Mar Lodge, a hunting lodge built by Queen Victoria's grand- daughter, which is only open to the public 3 days per year. It was amazing, what a beautiful spot to come for a holiday. The ballroom is festooned with nearly 2500 stags heads hunting trophies.

Nearby, over the Linn of Dee cataract, is a bridge, the foundation stone of which was laid by Queen Victoria, another beautiful place.

En route, we stopped at the railway station that used to be at the end of the line, in the little town of Ballater. This had a waiting room, exclusively for Victoria's use. It has been preserved, exactly as it was when she used it. What we could not work out is why Vicky would need a waiting room anyway. Surely when she stepped aboard the train it was time to go and, presumably, she would not have left the castle unless Royal Train was already at Ballater.

The intention was that the railway would continue as far as Balmoral but when Vicky indicated that “we are not amused” with the thought of the hordes of Victorian tourists flocking to her holiday retreat, the railway proposal was quickly and quietly dropped.

Predating Vicky by a considerable margin is the Meikleour Hedge, the world’s tallest hedge. It was planted around 1745 by Robert Nairne, who was killed shortly after in the Battle of Culloden. Clearly, be never came home to cut the hedge and it is now over 30m tall.

All in all, the day provided an interesting window on the past.

Castles in the Air(rea) - 2 September 2006

We may have thought we had been diligent with our castle visits but we hadn’t scratched the surface. So we followed the Castle Trail out from Aberdeen.

Apparently there are more castles per square mile in Aberdeenshire than anywhere else in the UK and this tour featured eleven Castles. We avoided the ruins, and managed four of the remaining castles: Haddo House, Fyvie Castle, Castle Fraser and Crathes Castle, plus the very lovely formal Pitmedden Garden.
Some were more elaborate than others, but all very interesting. Our favorite was Fyvie Castle.

When closing time meant no more castles, we headed into Aberdeen. The city is mainly built of grey granite. Rather than looking somber, it actually looks substantial and impressive. The old centre has some beautiful buildings.

After a delicious dinner at a modern restaurant, we headed down to the coast. At the mouth of Aberdeen harbour is a very quaint small, planned, fishing village called Footdee. It's a beautiful place to end the day, and watch the ships leave the harbour.

Coastal trail - 1 September 2006

It was time to try the east coast again so leaving Inverness we took the coastal road heading for our ultimate destination of Aberdeen, naturally, via historical stopping places.

Such as: Fort George. George II had this fort built between 1757 to 1763 as a result of the Battle of Culloden. There were no further highland uprisings, so the fort was never needed, but it has been used as an army camp ever since. We saw groups of soldiers marching in. The whole area is very impressive.

And: Cawdor Castle (of MacBeth fame). This, another Campbell Castle, is homely and functional inside and very picturesque on the outside with beautiful gardens.

And: Dallas Dhu whisky distillery to experience a very major part of the local history: distilleries are very plentiful in the area.

And: Elgin to see their ruined cathedral. Next door to the cathedral ruins is a Biblical Garden that supposedly has at least one of every plant mentioned in the Bible: the first plant we noticed was NZ flax.

We continued on the coastal trail, through many very picturesque villages: Buckie, Portessie, Findochty, Portknockie, Portsoy and so on as far as Fraserburgh. The cutest village by far was Covie: a handful of fishermen’s cottages huddled on an impossibly narrow strip of land between the cliff and the sea. Nowadays the houses are holiday homes but there is still no vehicular access past the first cottage.

With so much to see, the daylight was nearly gone when we reached Fraserburgh so we took the fast road to Aberdeen.

You take the high road and I'll take the low road - 31 August 2006

The early morning rain cleared for us to enjoy a walk around Inveraray. First stop was the jail to tour the cells, read the histories of various prisoners and learn about their punishments. We met a jailor and the warden’s wife, both dressed for their parts. The best part was the Courtroom all set up with models of the judge, lawyers, and interested townsfolk.

Then, surprisingly, we visited the Castle: home of the Campbells, and much more elaborate than Dunvegan.

All in all, the package deal of castle, jail and town was most worthwhile and we recommend a visit.

As we were so close to it, we detoured to Loch Lomond and had a very pleasant morning tea break on the "bonnie bonnie banks".

We then visited the Bonawe Iron Furnace, located here because of the plentiful supply of wood for fuel for the smelting.

The next stop was Dunstaffnage Castle. By then the rain had made the day less pleasant, so we had a very quick look as the castle is virtually a ruin.

As we proceeded north towards Inverness, the day improved. By the time we reached Urquhart Castle on the banks of Loch Ness the sun had come out, and we enjoyed this beautiful spot.
The final stop for the day, was an amazing dinner at Oakwood Antiques, a restaurant/shop between Loch Ness and Inverness, probably the gastronomic highlight of our Scottish tour.

Its a long way to Inveraray, its a long way to go - 30 August 2006

Leaving Portree we drove north-west, up over Waternish and across to Dunvegan to visit to Dunvegan Castle: the seat of the MacLeod chiefs. Although one would think it was miles from nowhere in terms of the tourist route it was very busy with overseas tour groups.

The castle is situated in a commanding position over looking the loch. There are none of the frills of a southern castle, rather it gives the impression of a real stronghold, lived in by real chieftains.

We drove back to the Skye Bridge, past the Macleod’s Tables, along the other side of the island in the lee of the 1000m, rugged, Cuillin Hills. Once on the mainland we retraced our path back past Eilean Donan Castle and then onto Invergarry.

We had done this trip in winter and the contrast was striking. The lochs were gray, and ruffled. In the winter we got perfect reflections of snow-covered hills. Despite this, the camera still clicked away merrily! But once again, Ben Nevis refused to reveal itself.

After Fort William, we drove up Glencoe: a very attractive area, with a very troubled and blood thirsty past. The road continued through a boggy moor (the largest in Scotland, UK, World? [pick one]) to the Bridge of Orchy. From there we followed the Glen Orchy River along a very minor road, amply supplied with many perfect picnic spots.

Our final destination was Inveraray. This is a most unusual town. It was built in the 18th century, designed by John Adam and situated at a suitable distance from the new castle, undoubtedly to keep the ‘rabble at bay’.