After that, I drove along the lake, making a left at Tummel Bridge and then drove back east and then south over a nice stretch of highland-ish territory. We also made a quick detour to take pics of the Fortingall Yew. Of special interest to me were the stones set into the ground, which described several real, scientific breakthroughs in the history of mankind, with little religious mumbo-jumbo. And this was in a presbyterian, Church of Scotland graveyard, mind you.
We then drove south through some more lovely scenery, for example the little beach resort at Kenmore and we also stopped to buy some stuff from a lady who had converted a room in her house to show off carvings made from animal bones and horns; everything from deer to cows. I bought some whistles for my landlady's kids and a nice little knife for her. The yanks were also spending too much money in there (as indeed they did the whole trip). We finally ended up at my intended destination; the landing site for the boat over to Inchmahome Priory. I knew my US peeps loved trees, and they had them some nice ones over there. I've posted pics of these before, but they are truly something to behold:
You can squint and see several faces in this tree.
It was like this when I got there, I swear! I don't need to go on a diet!
We ended it off with a good, but somewhat overpriced dinner at the Lake of Menteith Hotel before driving to Edinburgh.
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