Forss House Hotel
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- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... with our local guide/driver for the day. We crossed over some of the Churchill Barriers to the Italian Chapel. This was made by Italian POWs out of two Quonset huts next to the POW camp. It was very impressive with the decor. There was also a statue of St. George slaying the dragon nearby. Our next stop was The Ring of Brodgar, which is a Neolithic henge and stone circle. It is part of the UNESCO World Heritage Site known as the Heart of ...
... gardens to where the falconry demonstration was to be held to get good seats. I read and held our seats while Jean walked the grounds. The demonstration began at 11:30 and lasted for half an hour. The gentleman giving the demonstration was excellent. He has 12 birds of prey. He demonstrated a hawk, an eagle and a falcon. He had them swoop over our heads, I felt the wings touch my cap on one fly over. He had great patter ...
... of local council chamber, so is rather solid and sombre looking; the north aisle looks superficially like a church, except the arches on the one side - that would have adjoined the nave - come right down to the ground giving it a very odd look. Nevertheless we learned about - and I quote here from the information board, so it must be true - "...a flying ball of mist-like plague that the canons caught in a sheet. They buried the threat with a bell, book and candle on the ...
... about it afterwards, we really should have driven them there, but didn't connect at the time.
We had our lunch tucked in under a grassy bank out of the wind, looking over the north coast towards the Orkneys, still not feeling that we were at all at the end of Britain, then walked up over the headland so that we were facing east and could only see empty sea, and suddenly did feel as if we were at the end of it all (even knowing ...
... it. I perched on the remaining space, and the dog delightedly licked me; Graham remained standing. Fair enough, the dog was there first, I suppose. The young man, phone glued to his ear so we were never entirely sure whether he was talking to us or his phone, then proceeded into a long story of his dog's health and history.
Then half an hour to Perth, which is a tad smaller than its Australian namesake. Another half hour wait, then a two-hour train to Inverness. At last we ...