Many months ago, my friend Becky (blue coat) and I planned a trip to Scotland to visit our friend, Sheila (middle) who lives in Ayrshire (west Scotland) and to take a road trip through the Highlands. We enjoyed five days with Sheila, who showed us her beautiful shire, including castles, a ferry trip to Arran Isle, and the full range of lochs, firths, and rivers. This photo was taken on the esplanade of the Firth of Clyde (a firth is an arm of the ocean).

Arran Isle was beautiful and had new snow on the mountains. We purchased cheese there and
walked around this firth to tour the castle you can just see on the right of the picture.
Sheila went to Perth with us, by train where we enjoyed the old city on the River Tay. It is in the southern part of the Highlands and was where Becky and I started our road trip.
Of course, when in Scotland, one spends a certain amount of time in the local pubs. We enjoyed a couple of visits to Reid's Pub, in Perth's oldest hotel. None of us tried the Sheep Dip but I thought the statue of the veiled lady just below the sign was an unusual touch.
We left Sheila in Perth and set forth in our Land Rover, on the "other" side of the road. Now, I must say, learning to drive on the left side of the road, looking left to look into your rear-view mirror, and staying out of the verge (the shoulder) is a challenge---one which we undertook on my birthday!!
Our ultimate destination was the Isle of Skye, in the far northwest. Just before crossing a bridge onto the island, we stopped to visit the Eilean Donan Castle, which was built in the 1200s, sacked by the English and then rebuilt. It is on a tiny island with a causeway to the mainland. It had many little hidden stairways for escaping from the enemy after they had breached the castle. It is now the domain of the Clan Macrae...they have reunions and weddings there!
The Isle of Skye was remote, rugged, and beautiful. Near the end of the road we found a stone shop where we bought hand-knit woolens knit by the local farm wives. Their cottages are right by the sea and even in October the wind off the sea was COLD!
After we returned to the mainland and the central Highlands, we had a lovely sunny morning so we drove up Glen Lyon, touted to be one of Scotland's most beautiful and relatively sparsley-populated glens. The fall colors were at their peak and it was glorious country. We saw four huge red stags (deer) and wonderful fluffy sheep. Our little road got even more narrow than this photo shows, and the final track took us up and over a mountain and down into the next glen. At this point we were unsure just where we were but a conveniently located policeman solved our puzzle and we returned to our lodging before dark.
One of the rams in the high country was quite at ease as I photographed him...
We enjoyed the highland cattle, after we finally found some. They are great, shaggy animals with long horns and a direct gaze---sort of a sullen look---but hairy!!!!
Scotland was rainy and misty much of the time but so beautiful. Even though it has been inhabited by man for ever-so-long, there don't seem to be huge scars on the landscape. The roads wind along the mountain-sides or rivers, the villages are tucked into a glen by the river, and the rural countryside still seems to dominate. Here is a rainy-day shot of Glen Coe, the heart of the Highlands---it was spectacular in the mist and would have been glorious in the sun.
We enjoyed so many things about Scotland, including a dinner of Haggis with Neeps and Tatties, which is a specialty made from sheep's organs and oatmeal along with turnips and potatoes. Come visit me and we'll have some. I'm not sure where I'll get a sheep's liver and heart but I'll do my best!