My Scottish Adventure (Part 6)

A Scottish marching band at the Highland Games!

Day 6 in Scotland and we did something that had nothing to do with wildlife watching, but ended up being just as enjoyable. It was Saturday 26th and there was a chance to watch a local Highland games in action at Drumnadrochit, a town close to Loch Ness. I can't say I ever imagined that I would see a Highland games while we were in Scotland, but I'm glad I have now as it was a lot of fun. It was like a school's sports day and the Olympics all rolled into one. There were a lot of events to watch and both adults and children were competing in them. The competitors were all local, but the crowd was international with tourists from around the world watching them. The events ranged from running to playing a bagpipe in front of a judge. There was Highland dancing, Scottish marching bands playing and a carnival. There was just so much going on that it was hard to decide on what to see first.


Highland dancing



The piping competition




Tossing the caber

Of course, the main highlights of these kind of games were the throwing competitions. Out of all of them was tossing the caber. Watching big, burly men in kilts attempt to throw something that's pretty much a giant tree trunk around was quite something to witness and most of them found it hard to get it over to it's other side. There was one young competitor who made a name of himself at these games. His name was George Evans and he was a bit of a superstar in the making as he broke record after record in almost all the heavy events in the young heavies category and even successfully tossed the caber three times in a row!

The Hammer

The Throwing Hammer

Weight Over the Bar



Shot Putt

Tug-o'-war

There were other unique events that you can only see at a Highland games, too. These included tug-o'-war, the Achmony hill race (which is a 3 mile run from the arena up a nearby hill - which is more like a mountain - and back) and the Auld Scottish race, which ended the games and was where all the competitors had to wear a kilt. I felt a bit Scottish myself after leaving these games. It was a fantastic day and it was also the nicest days of the holiday with hardly a drop of rain in sight (just a couple of unusual stray spats all day!).

Auld Scottish Race

The locks at Fort Augustus



Day 7 was a bit of an uneventful day out. We were almost aimlessly driving around the Highlands, failing to find a golden-ringed dragonfly (my only insect target that I was hoping to find while in Scotland). The only thing that was of any note of interest was watching boats go through the series of canal locks and under a revolving bridge at Fort Augustus. Not the most memorable of days to end a holiday on, but at least it wasn't raining that much.



Going under the revolving bridge

Bumblebee Bombus muscorum?

Mayfly

Red Squirrel

The final two days of my adventure was the long ride home, stopping in Yorkshire for the night. I won't bore you with the details of this journey back to Norwich, but there was one last surprise just before we left our chalet at Glengarry Lodge for good. After dropping off the chalet key, we were about to start the long drive out of Scotland, when a red squirrel ran across the road in front of our car. It was as if it was representing the whole of Scotland to see us off on our way!