We started off the day with breakfast – the B&B offered some alternatives to the “full English breakfast” that we had gotten used to – pancakes and ham and cheese. I picked the ham and cheese expecting some sort of hot melt, but it really was just ham and cheese. There was supposedly a large fight outside our B&B in the parking lot across the street. My Dad and I slept through it, but Lynn said he heard the whole thing. I guess it kept him awake most of the night.
We drove out of town and headed west along the river Earn to the Loch Earn. Then we headed north and east along the Loch Tay. Finally we headed south and stopped at a small forest/park. It was nice to hike through the Scottish highlands. We walked along a river inside a forest, and found an old Victorian chamber to house the rich as they gazed at the waterfalls. We also saw salmon unsuccessfully trying to jump up the waterfall. We hiked back to the car, and drove back to Creith and on to Glenturret distillery. They had a somewhat cheesy tour – the information relating to the process of producing Scotch was intriguing, the somewhat convoluted history and marketing fluff were pretty bad. The Scotch however, was great. We tried several different kinds, and I settled on a 12-year old whisky to bring back for Sara’s grandfather. We had a quick lunch at the distillery, and then drove back to Edinburgh.
We met up again with Hamish and Claire, and treated them to a Mexican dinner. The food was really very good. During our meal a rowdy group of Americans came in – part of the Fringe festival. They were nosy and obnoxious – all the Edinburgh natives quietly ignored them. I was a little embarrassed to be an American. After dinner we headed back and I retired early.
