Today, castles. We left our sweet country cottage at about 10, and headed out to do our own version of the Castle Trail.*
*The Castle Trail is an actual thing, street signs and everything. I think it's largely a construct of the tourism industry in Scotland. However, it is well earned in that there are 20 or 30 "real" castles in the northeast of Scotland within 150 miles or so of each other.
First up was Crathes Castle. It was in nice repair and we took a guided tour of the whole inside from a nice lady named Irene. We learned about the history and the family. It was the domain of a laird, who if I remember correctly, was basically the king's representative in that area. He was law and tax collector and protector, etc. We ran a little long there due to the timing of the guided tour (which was required to see the space).
Next up was Drum Castle. It was of a similar era and also owned by a laird of the king. Given we were running a bit late, we opted out of the guided tour and toured ourselves. Each room had a description placard which gave us enough information to learn about the space while still allowing us to get through the castle relatively quickly. It was built in three distinct eras, the tower house in the 1400s, then two expansions in the 1600s and 1700s. It was similarly furnished and appointed to Crathes Castle. Dad elected to hang out in the castle courtyard with our guidebook and a book so as to not over do it.
From there we went to Castle Fraser. It was almost a fairy tale looking castle with parapets, etc. Unfortunately, it required a guided tour and didn't have one available until later in the day ... later than we wanted to stay. So we elected to walk around the outside and then head out to the real crown jewel of the day ...
Tolquhon Castle! Definitely this was the high light. It was another ruin. When we were driving up, aside from seeing some street signs, we really thought we were in the wrong place. We were on back roads and at one point basically drove through a farm. When we pulled in, we were the only car in the parking lot! We got our tickets and went in lickety split. I think some of the things I like best about places like these is the freedom to go almost anywhere, the green grass against the stone work, and the relative lack of people at most of these ruin sites. It was beautiful. About the only thing that could have improved it would have been for it to sit on the banks of a river or something. Cyndie and Emma did some senior photos here as well.
We were pretty wiped after all the action and happy to head to the next AirBnB. It was a little bit of a drive, around 75 minutes. We found our house*, put our stuff inside, and then headed to the local village for some traditional fish and chips take away**.
*Directions are not the easiest in this part of Scotland. We ended up in a hilly rural community on a small one way road. Fortunately we were able to navigate there more easily using the AirBnB app.
**Take away = take out.
After a quick stop for some groceries (for lunch in the car), a walk by the river, and observing a local piper's marching band practice for a regional competition, we headed home to get a decent night's sleep!