Sunset in Forfar
Palo Duro Canyon can’t boast of all the gorgeous sunsets in the world. Wednesday evening the sun dipped into the hills west of County Angus in the Lowlands of Scotland. What an enlightening couple days of visiting Kingston Farm and touring Glamis Castle—home of the Queen Mother’s parents and birthplace of Princess Margaret. Some spirits had been through the castle decorating with ghosties, skeletons, cobwebs, black cats & such. Halloween night there will be a midnight tour to scare the wits out of the tourists.
We’ve been blessed by gorgeous October weather … a few clouds and feisty winds, but no rain . . . but then we arrived in Aberdeenshire.
Flavors & Fauna
Steak & Kidney Pie minus the kidney, thank heaven.
I am tasting the flavors of Scotland from scallops, salmon, English bacon, haggis, black pudding, Angus beef, and even Scottish Scotch—how ‘boot (about) that Joey?
I’m learning about how they raise Aberdeen Angus cattle & make Scotch whiskey. What is heather, grouse, bracken? They have gone dormant for the winter. Heather is purple & bracken yellow in bloom.
Smoke clouds on the horizon. They burn the heather in strips to encourage new growth and the old growth is a place for the grouse to hide from the eagles.
You don’t go straight anywhere in this country, only winding—and I do mean WINDING—roads. One lane wide and cars go both directions. Driving fast around corners not a good idea. When we drove north to Aberdeenshire, there was a road closure & we were directed to a detour — a one lane spaghetti road that had lots of twisting & turning & wondering if we’d ever find the highway again.
The Wearin’ o’ the Kilts
We dined with the Sautars … Geordie, Julia, Duncan, & Louise … our host family here. The lads gave in to this Yank’s pleading to wear their kilts. I wore mine.