Tour day 7 - 5 August 2017 Leave Edinburg for Strathpeffer

  Up at 6, bags out and breakfast at 7:30 and onto bus at 8:30...we love those later days!  

This was a beautiful sight-seeing day.

Crossing the Firth of Tay

ST ANDREW'S CATHEDRAL

St. Andrew's - the Royal and Ancient Golf Club (with a royal and ancient husband!)

WE MADE SURE WE PICKED UP SMALL MOMENTOES FOR OUR TWO GOLFERS, RICHARD AND DAN

All worn out...catching some zzzzs.  And on to Pitlochry.

Shop in which Larry was able to purchase a very nice, water resistant golf cap.

Across the battlefield of Culloden Moor.  Said to be the saddest place anywhere.  

The battlefield is now regarded as a war grave, a place where more than 1,300 men lost their lives and where many of them are buried.

More on Culloden

Thorough Inverness to our Highland destination, a lovely old inn, Ben Wyvis in Strathpeffer.
Read about this spa town

VIEW FROM OUR ROOM

ANOTHER VIEW FROM OUR ROOM

Ben Wyvis ghost

Here she is, our inn for the night...a throw back to a long, long time ago.  This inn has the most beautiful appointments, left over from that far back time.  AND I for one know she has at least one ghost!
We had all filed in to the dining room to our assigned tables for dinner.  Larry and I were seated on the wall side of the table, with a fairly slim distance between our chairs and the walls by which others might pass.  Jude was seated across from me and Glenn across from Larry.  At one point I felt someone place their hand, a bit heavily, upon my shoulder.  I awaited someone then to ask me to pull my chair in more, or some other request or suggestion but none was forthcoming.  I waited a bit more, smiling over at Jude as she appeared to be seeing the unknown person standing behind me.  Finally, I turned quizzically, about to ask the person holding my shoulder what I could do for them, and felt the hand slide off my shoulder, across my back and away.  I looked over both shoulders, finding no one there.  I then asked Larry if he had had his hand on my shoulder.  He hadn't.  Jude had watched this all transpire, knowing that something was afoot, but not what exactly.  She assured me that there had been no one there.  To this day I am able to "feel" the pressure on my shoulder and I know that someone had been letting me know of their presence.

Next day, coming up Loch Ness!