Day 8 - Scotland - last part of the day
See? Not a 16 month delay. A few hours.
Anyhow- Johnny drove us to a new spot, seemingly truly in the middle of nowhere. Now, the middle of nowhere is one of my favourite places, so this was fine with me. It was basically a forested area. We hopped out of the van and Johnny strode purposefully off into the forest. Obediently, we followed.
Mostly, it felt like walking through the woods at home- and as this is a favourite past-time for us, this was happy-making especially after our experiences in a not-very-thrilling mall.
We ambled along until we arrived at Black Rock Gorge. We like gorges in general, but then we learned this one is particularly awesome (warning: Non-Disney reference to appear now)...
It was a site where they filmed some of the Dragon scenes from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!
Voila Conor's thoughts on this:
Once we recovered from this and admired the gorge (it's really cool), we ambled back through the woods.
We encountered some reindeer as well, which I will freely admit I was not expecting in Scotland.
When we got back to the van, we all climbed in while Johnny sorted something out in the back. He then apologized but asked us to all get out again as he forgot to show us something.
We headed back (still while in the woods) and found that he had set up a another scotch tasting (from a distillery from his home town), along with shortbread (on a silver tray, because his wife told him that would be a good idea), and ginger ale for the boys.
This was truly one of those completely lovely little moments you don't forget. I actually disliked this scotch a lot less than the Glenmorangie. (High praise from me.) To this day, Conor raves about the ginger ale. I don't know that it was all that special, but having it in the woods after a great day just made it taste great. Here he is, enjoying himself immensely.
And Johnny's wife's required silver trays (love the Ikea shot glasses...)
What was really the best part of all of this was how much Johnny truly loved doing this job. He was very keen to share information with us, and had individualized the whole trip to meet our needs.
Having enjoyed our treat, we drove back to Invergordon with enough time to pick up a few last souvenirs at a local shop, and we walked back to the ship, Johnny following along to chat some more.
Just before we got to the port, he pulled DH aside... unbeknownst to me,
DCL Queen had spoken to Johnny about DH's milestone birthday, so Johnny had put a wee dram of scotch into a little flask (complete with Loch Ness graphics) for Brian to take back on board. (Yes, we know this is not allowed.) That about sums up Johnny.
Finally, we organized ourselves to get back on board- which meant rearranging our gear into different backpacks for convenience of carrying. Conor had our small back pack, and DH had the big one. I had random bits of stuff (you know- that stuff you always have- souvenirs, coats, etc.)
So, we lined up to get back on board. If you've not done this, you need to know that you still have to go through security as you board, and they are supposed to take your alcohol and stash it away until the day you disembark. DH and I completely forgot (honestly) that there was a fair bit of Scotch in Conor's back pack. For whatever reason, Conor sailed through security, and picked up the back pack on the other side, and kept going without anyone stopping him. DCL Queen did not have this level of success....
OK. We didn't really feel guilty! DH still didn't drink any of it until we got home except for Johnny's flask which was somehow also missed as we boarded.
For those who care (I don't) this is what arrived back in Canada:
Anyhow... back to Scotland. We were surprisingly not exhausted as we got back to our cabin, and the next day was a day at sea again, so we had agreed with DCL Queen's suggestion to ask to attend late dining, which was apparently easy to grant.
Big Boy Conor wanted to dress up again (of course) - and there is nothing that makes this kid happier than a good charcuterie platter, so here he is, awake and eating after 9:00 p.m. Of note (probably a bigger note), I *also* stayed awake and did not fall asleep in my food. It helped it was still basically daylight. Oh, and that this was one of the dinners with a show- which one, I can't recall. Tangled was definitely involved though!

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After this, I know we all collapsed into bed.
I will leave Scotland with a one last photo from our verandah as we sailed off ... truly a magical place for us.
And up next .... a rather short description of a day at sea, which was blissfully relaxed (except for packing).... and I may actually get this thing done this weekend!