I don’t want to rub it in, but all my photos from Scotland are sunny. It was sunny every day. All day! It rained once for a few moments … and then produced a rainbow. So, if you were hoping for romantically grim and gloomy images — too bad. It was glorious.
Dunnottar Castle was a forty-five minute drive from our home base near Balmoral. A few folks had mentioned it to us as a not-to-be-missed cliffside ruin, and I think they were right. Also, much to my satisfaction, this was my first view of the North Sea. And it, too, was glorious.
Although I managed to take photos without hordes of wandering strangers throughout, the site was fairly full even on this early spring day. Families were out with picnics and children ran up and down these inner grassy areas. Plenty of good fencing by the cliffs, so no heart attacks for me. (Flashback to Tintagel.)
The somewhat forbidding silhouette of the main castle building, where The Honours of Scotland were kept safe from Cromwell. And before that, where William Wallace burned the chapel with English soldiers inside, and Mary Queen of Scots stopped over for dinner. Strange guests you get out here.