The McIntosh’s fixed us a hearty Scottish breakfast of bacon (ham), egg, toast, black pudding, tea, coffee, juice, and sausages. We needed the fuel for our adventure today, which was primarily outside.
Driving north about 45 minutes we stopped off first at the Clava Cairns, an ancient 4000 yr. old burial site. These stone ruins were originally beehive shaped and covered with dirt. They were used to bury the important members of the community. The narrow passageways lead to an inner round chamber that is illuminated as the sun rises on the winter solstice. There are also perfect stone circles surrounding the cairns. We had the place to ourselves. The cairns sit in a small valley settled along a little rivulet. The wind whipped through the valley filling our lungs with an invigorating smell of damp stone and moss.


A few miles up the road was the famous Culloden Battlefield, site of the last battle fought on British soil. The battle took place on 16 April 1746. The two opposing sides consisted of Government troops led by the Duke of Cumberland (second son of King George II) and Prince Charles Edward Stuart (Bonnie Prince Charlie) leader of the Jacobites. Both princes had a claim to the British throne, however King George was Protestant and Prince Charles was Catholic. Charles attempted to regain the Crown, but failed in the end. The Jacobites were crushed in battle loosing about 1500 men to the 300 Government troops. There is a misconception that the battle was fought between the Scots and the English. The Jacobites had English and French among their ranks and the Government had the Scottish Argyles and some Scots lowlanders as well.



The battlefield museum had a lovely audio tour, interactive displays, and a surround sound theatre depicting the battle in just a few short minutes. As we walked around silence and reverence commanded the battlefield. The wind blew fiercely across the bracken nettles and boggy grasses of Culloden Moor. There were large stones marking the mass graves of the various Highland Clans on the Jacobite side as well as stones inscribed with the Government troop dead. A moving memorial to the brave soldiers on both sides of the conflict. After the battle no mercy was shown to the Jacobites and the Government passed the Act of Proscription making the wearing of tartan, speaking of Gaelic, and establishment of clans outlawed. The Act was in affect for several decades until it’s repeal in 1782.
We warmed up with a nice soup and tea at the café and then headed into Inverness. We parked down at the river by Inverness Cathedral and went inside the lovely old church building. They had complimentary pamphlets with walking tours of the city centre. The boys purchased new sporrans to wear with their kilts in one of the quaint shops in the town square. A Clerk at Culloden told the kids to try “Percy Pig” gummy candies at Mark and Spencers Department Store. Let’s just say “Percy Pigs” are now the family’s new favorite candy.



We made a friend while walking along the riverbank in Inverness.
On the way back to our B&B we had a lovely dinner at the Loch Ness Inn in Drumnadrochit. Finally we ended up yet again in the kitchen with Mr. McIntosh drinking whisky and listening to his stories. My favorite was the Legend of the Balancing Rock. Behind his property up the mountainside is an old geological wonder… a stone perfectly balanced on its end. Legend says that the stone will stay in its place for anyone walking by, but a MacDonald. If someone of that name dares walk by the stone it will fall and crush them only to roll back onto its end awaiting another MacDonald to come by and meet his fate!

































