
After leaving Edinburgh, we drove northwest towards the Scottish Highlands and drove down through Glencoe. Glencoe is the sight of a horrid massacre of a Scottish clan by English troops. Basically there was a series of treaties with the highland clans which were repeatedly ignored by the English and then to "solve" the problem with some of them, they sent troops to eliminate them. Sounds familiar doesn't it? Well now it's a stunning valley with waterfalls pouring down every peak and hiking around every corner. We stuck to the driving and skipped the "hill walking". Here we are to take a quick picture before we bundle back into the warmer car (it's definitely fall here).

It must get pretty chilly here in the later fall and winter months since this is what the highland cows look like (the errie coos!)

These people are amazing walkers. Up and down and up and down steep steep steep. No wonder they wake up and eat big slices of ham, eggs, toast with butter, fried potato scones, blood sausages (black pudding), haggis, and tomatoes to fuel their day. Haggis actually isn't too bad. It's just the texture that's a bit unpleasant. Tonight we're staying in Oban (pronounced OH-bin) and we'll see what we do tomorrow. Here's the view outside our hotel. There's a bagpiper playing on a ship in the harbor. Lovely!
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