I fancied seeing parts of the Grampians and suggested a route right through the heart. Glad I did as it took us past the Pack Horse Bridge.
Along the route we passed the Ski Center at Lecht where our son Colin had his first-ever ski experience. The fact that he was only 2 was neither here nor there, he was a natural. Ian, on the other hand, couldn't keep upright if his life depended on it. I was the sensible one and took photos but even that was almost an impossibility as I was shaking so much with laughter.
Went to visit her Majesty at Balmoral this afternoon but she was otherwise engaged. Instead, we walked over Brunels Bridge to the gate at the start of the gardens. Ian was the one who pointed out that the monograms on the gates had GR & MR, King George and Queen Mary.
On our way to Pitlochry, we happened to pass Braemar Castle. With the castle closing at 5 pm and the time 4.30 pm, a convenient car park next to it meant we could stay overnight. We will do it in the morning. Oh and guess what....it is raining again!
And wildlife,
Black Highland cow. |
1 comment:
It looks amazing up there, Irene. Are you sure that Black Highland cow isn't a bull? Looking at the shape of the heads in the two bovine photos I wouldn't be surprised if the sitting one was resting his dangly bits on the grass ...
Mxx
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