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... we have of course missed the last boat trip and the sun has gone behind the mountain at the pier. As we walk, the narrow enclosed dark inlet at the head of the loch opens out into a sunny broad stretch of water. The steamboat 'Sir Walter Scott' chugs by gently on the way back to the pier. To our right the rock face tumbles down in cubist grey-yellow planes. In 'The Lady of the Lake' Scott describes the scene thus: 'Crags, knolls and mounds, confusedly ...
... so lovely to have that to look forward to.
The rest of us had a nice relaxing morning and enjoyed a plate of Mum's soup for lunch and then we got organised and headed down to catch up with my Russell cousins and their families. They'd arranged that they'd all congregate at Hugh's place and we'd meet up there.
George, Lorna and the boys and Grant arrived not long after us and we'd a ...
... on, and the case showed a selection of their stuff. Some of them specialised in something in particular, and others were just a mad hodge-podge of Things. The saddest was a woman academic who had devoted her life to something or another arcane, I can't remember what, and all her notes had been destroyed in a WWII bombing raid; she had gone mad and died "in an institution." How close all us closet eccentrics are to lunacy.
We came out of the Hunterian as it closed at ...
... once everyone had finally risen, but not much.
The Cathedral was nice.
Spending only a few hours there, we drove forty minutes towards Stirling in the afternoon. Finding the Castle, we climbed its steep road and quickly reached its high battlements.
A large castle with an extensive history, I enjoyed it emmensely. It was once the heart of Scotland, housing too many Kings and Queens to count and too many stories to remember, so you'll have ...
... of stations. Beautiful scenery on the way to Larne. In two places the roughest rail lines either of us has ever experienced. What a waste of great train. I reckon they will be shaken to pieces before long.
P&O fast ferry to Troon in Scotland. A huge cat, possibly built by Ocean Fast in Fremantle? Fast? Not at all. I overheard one guy talking about the speed and he said we only did 22 knots. We’d sailed at 25 on Rotterdam, a 60,000 ton ...