Dunkeld to Inverness

This is me changing a flat tire in Edinburgh. You see, my father had to learn how to drive on the left side of the road in a car with the steering wheel on the right as we went. He started off the two week journey with a nasty habit of drifting to the left, which terrified me because I was sitting in the left front seat. If we were going to hit one of the trucks driving on the left or in oncoming traffic or something along the roadside, I would have been the first to go. Anyway, while making a left turn, he ran up on a sharp curb and cut the left front tire.
The Scottish countryside again. That is a castle in the center of the photo. From this distance, the mighty castle looks as small as my house.
I'm guessing someone did not heed the warning of this road sign. I don't know what happened to the driver, but the sign took a pretty good hit.
I can't tell you what this woman's name was, but she told me she was a Page 3 girl fifty years ago. Check out that calf!
This is the Braehead Bed & Breakfast where we stayed for a few nights in Inverness. This was our first B&B in the U.K. There seem to be fewer hotels and motels over there, but they have B&B's all over the place. Anyone with a house and a spare room or two rents them out for the night. This one was quite nice.
On a tour of the James Pringle Weavers facility in Inverness, we saw the men and machines that make the cloth for all those kilts and scarves.
Just try to imagine the Bay City Rollers without all that plaid. You can't, can you? Without the plaid britches and the plaid scarves, they would have been just another 70's Scottish pop band. (There were so many, you know.) And what about Groundskeeper Willie on "The Simpsons", huh? I'll bet he wears plaid bikini briefs under his work overalls. And have you seen him in his kilt? This world would be a much sadder and probably more dangerous place without the glory that is plaid! VIVA PLAID!!!

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