Instead
of jetting off to another exotic locale, we loaded up the wagon and
headed north to Scotland, with our friends, the Marks. They brought
their dog, Chelsea, and we brought Ollie too (and yes the kids as well!)
It was a beautiful place and we all had a great time- especially the dogs!!!
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It was a beautiful place and we all had a great time- especially the dogs!!!
As usual, click on a photo to see it full-sized and click again to come back to this page. We hope you enjoy!!
As soon as we crossed the Scottish border, we received the traditional welcome.
This is a view of Derwent Water.
It's never too cold for ice cream! Emily had a delicious mint cone. Mint was very popular there.
Grant in repose overlooking
the River Kent.
We had to be careful on the roads- there were many hazards!
Grant and Ryan went out on a rowboat. Somewhat surprisingly, they managed to return!
A view of the Highlands on the
way to ...
...our home, The Old Place of Monreith.
Evenings were spent in the traditional way, snooker...
...sitting in the local pub....
...sampling Guinness...
...and being without TV, we staged canine gladiator matches.
A brisk walk the next morning shows the Old Place's countryside.
The girls kept fit hiking on the moors.
Carol slakes her thirst at the Bladnoch distillery.
Dave and Don sampled their whiskey in a more demure manner.
The boys out on the beach at Monreith.
For variety, we also held canine
cage fights.
Dogwalking wasn't enough for
Dave & Carol, so they ran a few miles each morning as well.
We hiked in the Galloway Park forest and were rewarded with this lovely waterfall.
Here's the happy families pausing during their hike.
All that climbing made us hungry for more ice cream!
The Marks taught us a new game called "Spoons". Very entertaining!
We bought canned haggis. Click on the picture to see why the can remains unopened.
The Old Place lit up at night with a flashlight...spooky!
A nice dinner, free of all haggis traces.
The Marks continued on to Edinburgh. We spent our last night in a converted pig sty in Stoke.
Interestingly, Stoke is well known for its pottery. Sooz thought it wise if we stopped at a few.
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