Saturday, July 6

After breakfast, we say our goodbyes and drive off for Scotland. Jill had told us about a place right at the border called Grendel on Green. It was about half way so it was a perfect place to stop. It was a cute little tourist place where the tour coaches stop. There was a wedding going on with guys dressed in kilts and a bagpiper. We walked around some, had an espresso, listened to the bagpipe player, and bought a hat and some discount scarves.

 

As we journeyed north, the terrain slowly turned more hilly and we started seeing what could be called mountains. Everything is green, the rolling hills are dotted with sheep, and every now and then is a stone house with out-buildings. Must be housing for the sheep. Sometimes we saw cattle. Long hair cattle. You get the sense its cold in the winter. Even though the last hour of the trip was on small roads, we arrived at Moness Resort right on time, about 4:10. Our Tom-Tom took us to the front door with no hassles. I was surprised how nice everything was. After unpacking and a glass of wine, we ate dinner at the resort restaurant by trying two different whiskies. Linda had haggis bon-bons for a starter and I had chicken liver with oat cakes. For mains, she had originally picked a lamb shank, but after talking to our very Scot waiter, she chose the venison and I had duck. Great meal. Our waiter gave us information on Scotland and the local area. Even though he had travelled, we had to listen carefully to make sure we got everything he said.