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Enchanted Scotland, part 4

Wild in Scotland have their own lovely hostel at Stromeferry, a village so named for its now-defunct-thanks-to-the-bridge ferry service to Skye. Here’s yet another reason to take a tour with them–if it snows you wake up to this:


Danny had parked the van at the turn-off, a ten- or fifteen-minute walk up a hill, to avoid getting stuck in the morning, so we carried our bags through the snow. It was an invigorating way to start the day, that’s for sure.


See that church? That’s somebody’s house. (I was too giddy to feel envious at the time, but I sure do looking back at the photos now!)

Mary Beth walking along ahead of me:


Later that day we went to Loch Ness. As you can see, Danny likes to flash his bum whenever there are enough cameras around:


(That’s Adrienne pretending to be appalled. Why oh why didn’t I have a snowball handy?)


(I’m not sure where this is exactly, we were just getting out to take pictures.)

We spent our last night at Oban. Here’s the view over the town from McCaig’s Tower:


Our last morning we got to visit Dunstaffnage Castle before it opened:



Late in the morning it started to snow pretty heavily, and Danny was worried we wouldn’t make it back to Edinburgh that night. We made a quick stop at Kilmartin to check out the stones at the parish church, which date from the thirteenth to early eighteenth centuries:


I wish we’d had more time to wander through the graveyard; it doesn’t get much more romantic than this:



Next we stopped at St. Conan’s Kirk, one of my favorite places on the whole trip for its general wackiness (Danny aptly described it as a church built by people who had no idea what a church is supposed to look like–the rain spouts were shaped like rabbits, all that sort of thing) along with our snowball fight out back:

And that concludes my November trip to Scotland!

2 Comments to Enchanted Scotland, part 4

  1. Kate's Gravatar Kate
    January 17, 2011 at 2:55 pm | Permalink

    You should have had a warning at the beginning of the post: naked bums below. I’m shocked and appalled!

  2. January 18, 2011 at 11:56 am | Permalink

    A snowball fight in Scotland . . . another thing I can now add to the list of Things That Look Kickass Fun But I’ll Probably Never Get To Do. So honored that you were the one who did it for me . . .
    Awesome pictures as well. Travel safe . . .

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