A couple of hours out of Glasgow we set foot on, yes, the Bonnie, Bonnie banks. It’s Scotland’s largest fresh water lake and part of the Loch Lomond and the Trossachs National Park, Scotland’s first.
The church yard in the town of Luss on the lake. Michael points out the hog back stone. The Trossachs has 720 square miles of rolling lowlands to high mountains with lochs, rivers, forests and wood lands.
So wondrous wild, the whole might seem / the scenery of a fairy dream” – Sir Walter Scott
We continue on through “wondrous wild” toward the site of the Glencoe Massacre in 1692, when 38 members of the Clan MacDonald were killed over questions about their loyalty to the Protestant King William III.
On then to our final destination of the day, Fort William, the Highland’s second largest settlement.
Our hotel for the next two nights, the Cruachan. Looks quaint and cozy, but we were warned that like many hotels and guest houses the rooms (behind what you see) are clean, but claustrophobic. One tall fellow traveler laughed that the comforter on the narrow twin beds couldn’t possibly cover his feet. Good natured people in our group.
But the bar was nice and the food good enough and the town of Fort William charming.
Join us tomorrow for the Ferry to the Isle of Skye, especially you Harry Potter and Outlander fans.
I remember the hotel in fort William- TINY with one elevator.