We arose earlier than usual this morning anticipating our special two-day trip to York. Long story short, we missed the 7:55 train, so we're going to try again tomorrow. Which means that for the second day in a row we'll all be getting up at 5am. Oh boy!
There's still quite a bit of snow on the hills, with a heavy frost and fog this morning.
On the way home by way of consolation we stopped to buy some Haggis, and not just any haggis: Champion haggis. Apparently there's good haggis and there's bad haggis.
The Haggis shop in Dingwall.
This is the Marchioness poo-pooing King George. Independence now and Independence forever!
After the Haggis shop we stopped at the Hector MacDonald Monument(and adjoining cemetery) to eat our enjoyable but very greasy pasties. There was a beautiful view and some very large cannon.
The cannon was actually cast in 1805.
Here is the actual monument.
Ahhh, cemeteries. So picturesque. Got to love 'em.
One last picture; see the frost?