Sterling Castle |
Today was a
great day, in spite of cool and cloudy weather.
We saw Stirling Castle &
Bannockburn; the Wallace Memorial, Doune Castle,
and walked through the Highland town of Callandar. We will need to put up pictures tomorrow.
We retrieved
the car from Edinburgh Airport, (Alanna literally fell down a rabbit hole
while we were dragging our suitcases down the airport road!) and headed off to Stirling Castle.
Although it
was another grey day, the rain was limited to a few showers, and it was four
degrees warmer today, at a balmy 9˚C.
Our coats were still very damp from yesterday, but as long as the rain
held off, we were happy!
The town of Stirling is truly lovely, and the history that has
happened on the fields of Bannockburn and at Stirling Castle really caught our
imaginations. We saw every inch of the
Castle and even managed the wall walk with its rather sheer drops.
Stirling Castle was used by the
army from the time of the union of Scotland
and England
under one king until 1964, when restoration work began. As a result, most of the rooms, and even some
of the exteriors have been restored by Scottish Heritage. They have tried to make things look as they
must have when new and in use. The
colours are very bright, and there are actors in costumes in many of the
rooms. It does give one a clear picture
of the original atmosphere and effect of each room, but does reduce one’s sense
of being in a historic building.
The stucco has been replaced on the Great Hall on the right. This kind of stucco is called "King's Gold" |
A southern lady kept saying to this man, "You look just like an English Man." He was getting a bit annoyed, so I told him he looked like a Scottish King, and he told me I could have a sweet. |
The ceiling
of the King’s Hall used to be covered with carved wooden heads called the Stirling
Heads. These were commissioned by James
V to bolster his claim as a legitimate king of Scotland – the Fifteenth Century
idea of ‘spin’. Eventually, they started
to bring down the ceiling, and were distributed to various sites. They have since been retrieved and are on
display, while replicas that are brightly painted have been put back in place
in the Hall.
The reconstructed replacement heads. |
An original. A Victorian lady took it upon herself to find and sketch them all! |
Although we
did find the castle a bit commercial, we agreed that it was well worth a visit.
They have a tapestry workshop on the grounds that has made new tapestries for several Scottish Heritage sites, including this one. They have some in the gift shop -- not cheap! |
looking down the gun barrel |
Our next stop
was the William Wallace Memorial, a Victorian
Monument, where we
managed not only the walk up to the monument, but all 276 steps to the
top. The monument is in a delightful
wooded park full of bluebells.
I'm teaching Alanna to sing "Bluebells of Scotland". She is ever so grateful, and has almost stopped resisting and crying. |
The climb up
the narrow winding staircase was relieved by four galleries, each with a
different theme or purpose. The first
explained the life of Wallace.
The second explained the importance of Wallace to Scottish nationalism, and showed statues of William Wallace located all over the world. The next section explained the Victorian movement to build the monument, and the last floor showed a selection of marble busts of famous Scots.
The second explained the importance of Wallace to Scottish nationalism, and showed statues of William Wallace located all over the world. The next section explained the Victorian movement to build the monument, and the last floor showed a selection of marble busts of famous Scots.
My favourite
part was the actor who played a soldier who fought alongside Wallace, and gave
a presentation that kept a fairly large group enthralled in spite of the
threatening skies above.
Having seen
both the Scot and the Wallace monument, Alanna is glad that the Victoria idea of a
monument has gone out of fashion, for the sake of having any view between
monuments. It is a strange looking beast, but works in the landscape, I think.
Our next stop
was Doune Castle, which was one of the best things
we have done so far. It is not only one
of the most remarkably unaltered and undamaged castles of the Late Medieval
period, but it is also the set of the Monty Python Movie The Holy Grail. The
accompanying audioguide, narrated by Terry Jones, not only gave us a really
clear picture of castle life, but also played snippets of the movie when we
were in the place where the snippet was filmed.
The other
thing we really appreciated was that the castle was not crowded, and while we
understand that we are not the only tourists thrilled to be in Scotland, we
were able to relax and just take our time.
There we were, alone in the great hall where the scene of “Knights of
the Round Table” was filmed, dancing around and singing out loud.
Callendar was
only a short drive away, so we arrived and checked in to our hotel, then
enjoyed a walk around this historic highland town near Trossachs National Park. We saw enough lambs even to satisfy Alanna, and
enough old bridges to satisfy me. Alanna
finally was able to purchase jelly babies, and may have to replace her supply
before we leave town.
What you probably can't tell from these pictures is that there was a huge hatch of some tiny white flies from the river, and it was hard to walk around without breathing them in. I developed a technique, however:
I didn't think I'd be able to show them, but ehy are in the video.
Pub food. Alanna LOVES Scottish food, including black pudding, haggis, neeps, Lorne sausage, white pudding. . . |
e had the
best meal we’ve had in a long time, on the recommendation of the landlord. I had steak and kidney pie, and Alanna had
chicken stuffed with haggis, wrapped in bacon, and covered in whole grain
mustard. We traded bites, and both meals
were delicious, especially when washed down with our new favourite drink, Crabbie’s
Alcoholic Ginger Beer.
Our B&B said it had WIFI, and it sort of did. It was only in the "bar", a 10 by 10 foot room, our host had to hold my netbook in the top corner of the glass door to connect. He told me I would only stay connected at the bar. A few minutes later, I was in the middle of 6 guests, our host playing the clarinet -- pretty well, really -- and his wife acting as bartender. Everyone was singing, and dancing, and as soon as I had uploaded the text, I fled. Sorry for the wait for the pictures!
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