Greetings from the Scottish Highlands

We have been exploring the Highlands (hinterlands) of Scotland. Several things we’ve learned: 

1)  Many people in Scotland speak Scotts, a beautiful, guttural language that sounds a little like Czech to my ears. 

2)  Most of central Scotland – like much of northern England – doesn’t have LTE (access to the Internet), and campgrounds there don’t have wifi.  (We’ve missed you, too.) 

3)  There are more sheep there than people.  By a lot. A whole lot. 







4)  There are almost more castles than people.





5)  The people may give the appearance of being cross, but they are incredibly nice.

6)  Highland cattle are the most awesome farm animals in the world! 






7)  If the Jacobites had won their rebellion against England in the early 1700s, we’d be speaking French in our country now, according to a gentleman we met hiking.

8)  You can easily stumble upon a fiddler’s convention and hear some of the world’s best, or a Highland Games featuring some of the world’s strongest. Or a mountain that is the UK’s highest. 




    9.  Peat moss really comes from peat. Heather really blooms purple. 



10)  We really like Scotland.





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