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I went to Scotland for a few days in September 2006. I mostly hung around Edinburgh, but I took some trips into the Highlands as well.
That's me in front of Loch Ness, no foolin'. I was really, really hoping that turning my back on the loch to take this picture would end badly.
This is a bull named Hamish.
The peaks on the left and right are two of three mountains that are said to be the widows of three giants who never came home from a battle over in Ireland. That path up the middle is called the Devil's Staircase. They make everything sound scary over there.
I took this boat on Loch Ness!
They've got sonar on the boat so you can look for monsters. The water was 611 feet deep right here, and it gets as deep as 800 feet. The guy who owns the boat is absolutely convinced there's not one, but at least eighteen different Loch Ness monsters, all different sizes and stuff. He's seen them with his own eyes six times, and he kept showing everyone pictures on his phone of the sonar screens with giant unexplainable blips.
Is that--?! Holy shit!
It's a sticker on the window.
Oops.
Some castle on Loch Ness. I forget the name. Scotland is lousy with castles. You can't swing a dead plesiosaur in Scotland without hitting a castle.
Oh man! I took this picture from the bus as we went by some tourist trap Loch Ness museum.
Back in Edinburgh. Just some pretty buildings and monuments and stuff.
Um...
This isn't the worst thing they do to sheep in Scotland.
This is from the top of Edinburgh castle, in the middle of the city.
Robert the Bruce and William Wallace (below).
Robert and William, BFF.
Another view from high up somewhere.
Crazy violins.
The  abescott monument. Oops, checking my notes,
it's actually the Sir Walter Scott monument.
Taking the empty train back to France. I'm under the English Channel here.
That's all for me and Scotland! I sure would like to go back sometime. — Manning
© 2006 Manning Leonard Krull
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