Last weekend on the 13th was also the anniversary of the massacre of Glencoe in 1692, a heinous crime carried out by government forces and Campbell of Glenlyon on the McDonalds of Glencoe. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massacre_of_Glencoe.
I have never driven or ridden through this magnificent Glen without thinking of that fateful part of our bloody Scottish history, the Glen even on a sunny day seems to hold the aura of a dark and mysterious place to me. There is a memorial to the fallen Clansmen, women and children so it was high time we visited.
Another reason to be in this area for us was that Fi's Great Great Grandad (and her family) lived and worked in this area and at the Ballahulish Slate quarry he is immortalised on the display explaining the quarry and surrounding area, another overdue visit.
A chilled weekend with plenty reflection on life and the meaning of life helped of course by the water of life!!
Next week we'll hopefully be back on the bikes in some way shape of form, its great top see the days getting longer and the temperature getting warmer, Spring is almost here!
|Looking Down towards the Glen|
|Looking towards the Ardnamurchan peninsula, very pleasant|
|The slate quarry, the sun bringing out the colours|
|Fi pointing out part of the "arrest" system used by the miners to tether themselves to the face|
|Fi's Great Great granddad, immortilised|
|The massacre memorial|
|Nothing else to add|
|Flowers laid, the white rose a symbol of the Jacobites|
|Just down from the memorial|
|The Bridge at Ballahulish|
|Our new sheep King Ali Baba, expect to see more of him|
|Real sheep listening to our every word|
|Our wee hoose for the weekend, recommended|