Showing posts with label NC500. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NC500. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 12, 2023

Exploring the Wonders of the Black Isle

Our adventures on the Black Isle officially bring our NC500 adventure to a close.  But no worries there....tomorrow we head out to explore the NE250!  (Don't you love these acronyms?)   

But let's not jump ahead yet.  Today we had a magnificent day exploring this natural beauty.  

The day began with a scrumptious breakfast of toasted banana bread with creme fraiche, raspberries and toasted pumpkin seeds. 

How lovely is that?  And quite tasty too!

We headed out to a tiny church known as Medieval Kirkmichael.  It is located right on the water and has scenic views across the Udale bay.
Inside the recently restored knave are Medieval Stones, similar to the Pictish variety, but from a more recent era.   After the Reformation,  gravestones could no longer be displayed within church walls, so many of them were reburied in church graveyards.  These treasures have been the interest of a special trust, and this church houses several of those stones who originated prior to 1560. 

They are certainly in excellent condition considering how long they lay in the ground before being discovered. 


Each one is ornately carved with certain symbols, and there was a board that offered a "cheat sheet" for interpretation.  Not that I found it all that helpful as I had difficulty deciphering some of the carvings as some of them have been worn down over the years. But the stop was certainly fascinating, and you couldn't beat the beauty of the location. 

We then headed to the Fairy Glen Waterfall trail which is located right on the edge of Rosemarkie. It was actually a very busy place as we passed dozens of people along the trail, most with a dog, or two (or three) in tow.  But everyone was very pleasant, and friendly as we headed out to enjoy this gorgeous day.

We came to the mill pond, where this fellow waddled out to say hello.  We can only presume that he associates people with food as he sure was extremely friendly.  We behaved and offered nothing.  But, truth be told, we had nothing to offer. 


The trail was fairly easy, running along a bubbling brook.


But it did involve a wee bit of rock climbing on my part to get to the first series of falls.




Moving on involved walking along a platform that loomed over the bottom falls.  I'm not quite sure why there was  a railing on the interior side and not the outer side.  I was sure NOT to look down!

And the trail then brought us to the upper falls.  They weren't as dynamic as the lower, but pretty nonetheless. 



With the walk complete, we headed into Rosemarkie, named for the "Rose" color stones that make up many of the beautiful houses in the village. 


Our aim was to see the Groom House Museum.  


It didn't open until 1:00 pm, so we made good use of our time and headed to the beach area where we sat on a bench and watched the water, looking for seals or dolphins.  Unfortunately, I saw neither, although there were a LOT of people out on the beach with dogs, and some even dared to enter the water!  Considering that it was bout 56 degrees at the time, I'd call that pretty brave! 

Time passed quickly, and we headed back to the museum.  It is known for its unique collection of  Pictish Stone that are traced to a major monastery in the area that had ties with St. Moluag.  This particular stone is a Class II Pictish stone, dating to the 8th-9th century AD. 

This stone is unique in the fact that the usual stone of this type would feature a hunting scene on the bottom.  But this one displays a large Christian cross set within an intricate border.  These unusual markings have led to the stone being categorizes as one of the wonders of Pictish art. 


Marty is fascinated by these stones, and even picked up a book to read regarding the subject.  That and a map of Pictish Stone sites might just be adding in some extra adventures as we continue our gallivanting. You'll be the first to know!

From here we headed to Chanonry Point.

Once again, we saw no dolphins, but we did see a lovely lighthouse!


Nearby, in the village of Fortress, stands the ruins of an ancient cathedral.  This archway to the grounds holds a memorial to the fallen soldiers of the great war on one side of the interior, and those from WWII on the opposite side. 
A unique feature to the cathedral is the octagon shaped clock tower on its rear edge.

Isn't amazing how the bright blue sky enhances the beauty of the rose color of the stones? 

And, how lucky were we to have such a brilliant day?  Although I must be honest and admit that there were several sudden showers that came and went through our excursion.  I just didn't photograph them. 

We headed to the harbor, just for a brief look.


 
Then returned to the Factor's house, our B&B, to relax for a bit before heading to dinner. 

It's a relatively easy walk into town, but we took a wee bit of a detour to get a closer look at the looming statue of Hugh Miller that stands right outside the walls of the cemetery.  It had intrigued me as it isn't easy to miss as one ventures about in Cromarty.   


Hugh Miller was a famous geologist and writer who was born in Cromarty, which is why you see such an amazing tribute to him high up on the hill. 

Dinner was once again at the Fishertown Inn, mainly because there isn't another restaurant open nearby.  But the staff is super friendly and we had another enjoyable meal as we finish our NC500 adventure. 
  

It certainly was a memorable tour and I do hope you enjoyed following along. But remember, the adventure continues. 

Until tomorrow...







Monday, September 11, 2023

Another day on the NC500 Destination: Cromarty

We awoke to another chilly, grey morning, but that didn't dampen our enthusiasm!  After a scrumptious breakfast at the Navidale,
 we checked out and headed south to Dunrobin Castle.

The weather was definitely on our side, as the clouds began to clear upon our arrival. 


One actually enters through the rear of the castle, where a cozy fire was burning in this ornate fireplace, taking the morning chill out of the air. 


The place was extremely busy, which I thought was kind of surprising.  There are apparently a LOT of people vacationing in Scotland at the moment.

Walking up the stairs, we found ourselves in a gallery that displayed not only paintings of past owners of this estate, but many of the prized dear that had been hunted for sport. 

Each one had a carved plaque under the head, stating the name of the hunter, the place, and the date of the hunt.  One could say that these men were extremely proud of their prize!


The castle was filled with so many beautiful paintings, but I've chosen just a few to highlight in my blog. 
Here you see the dining room, with the table set for entertaining. 

This one features the Lady Evelyn Sutherland as well as the 3rd Duke of Sutherland, with a tame fawn and dog.  Dunrobin Castle stands in the distance. 


Phillip deLazlo painted this stunning portrait of the Duchess Eileen.  She was married to the 5th Duke of Sutherland.

Her portrait graces the library that is filled with over 10,000 books. 

Along the wall of the central staircase, a painting of Queen Victoria is hung.

And then there was this very unusual rendition of Mary, Queen of Scots.  I must say that this is the first time that I've seen this particular likeness associated with her.  I find it to be quite lovely.


The outside gardens were well tended and still very much in bloom.







In the corner of the gardens there was a falconry display at 11:30, and we decided to attend. 

This hawk, named Amigo, nearly took the hat off of Marty's head when he was flying by.


There was also a peregrine falcon on site that showed off his hunting skills as well.
The Falconry exhibit was quite entertaining and it was fascinating to learn about the skill of falconry from this man who had been practicing it since he was twelve years old. 

After perusing the gardens for a bit, we headed just a few miles away to the Golspie Burn Waterfall. The parking lot was easy to find and the path was well marked. 

The only surprise was to find a group of young people who had been bathing in the water just before we showed up.  No worries....they had towels to cover anything too risqué.

We decided to take a bit of a detour along a small single lane road, and soon found ourselves looking at a brilliant rainbow reflecting off the distant hills. 

Not something we see every day, but it might be typical in Scotland. 

We spotted a few highland coos but they were at quite a distance. 

When Marty spied the Glenmorangie Distillery, he wanted to stop, so we did just that.  We didn't take a tour, as we have taken SO many in the past, but we did check out the visitor center.


Next on the tour was Balintore where we were in search of the Mermaid of the North.  We first spotted some fish...salmon, I presume.

Then we spied her sitting on a rock.  I think she's waiting for the tide to come in.
A short distance from the mermaid is the Shandwick Stone.  After parking in a very small space, we walked the designated trail to the stone. 


It stands behind glass to keep it protected.

It's positioned on the top of a hill that is directly exposed to the North Sea, so you can see why it is behind the glass structure. 


Nearby was Fearn Abbey.  We just stopped for a quick pic.

Then we were off to Nigg, to a small church that holds also has a pictish stone on display.

It was really quite an amazing find considering that it is believed to stem from the year 700 BC.  I'd say that it's in pretty good shape considering the age. 

The church was quite near to the Cromarty-Nigg ferry, so we decided to give it a go.  
Marty drove the car up the ramp and onto the fairy, and soon we were traveling across the firth of Moray to Cromarty.
It was really quite fun!

We checked into our B&B, then headed into Cromarty for dinner.
The view descending the footpath was worth capturing. 


At the base of the path stands the birthplace of Hugh Miller, geologist and writer. 


and right down the street, across from the court house, 

is the Fishertown Inn where we enjoyed a delicious dinner. 

We walked around the town for a bit, enjoying the beautiful sunset.

Then headed back to our B&B which offers a great view of its own.


As I sat in the stillness of the room writing this blog, I could hear the call of a Tawny Owl as it made its rounds nearby.  Pretty cool!

Tomorrow's another day exploring the area.  Until then, I bid you good night!