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Blessed Views from Still Functioning Legs

This  morning, my achy legs did carry me to see the super interesting Blair Castle. Just  across the street from the Atholl Arms hotel is the ancient seat of the Dukes of Atholl. The family maintains their own private army, the only one in Europe, called the Atholl Highlanders. If you watch the Victoria PBS mini series on Netflix, episode 7 was filmed on site. The castle was a favorite place to visit of Queen Victoria.

For another cinematic credit, a Harry Potter movie is rumored to feature the mass of family portraits hung on the walls of the Picture Staircase. My daughter and I are midway through reading The Order of the Phoenix. When we finish and watch the movie, I suspect the painting of the cross-eyed duke (if you have all of the money and power to be a duke and get your portrait made, shouldn’t you slip the artist a 5-er to fix your eyes?) will be featured somewhere in Sirius Black’s ancestral home. I’ll keep an “eye” out.

In person, the tour offered up some fascinating photos:

A piper in front of the castle
These guys really liked weapons — and arranging them into patterns . . .

 

This toy horse from the 1600’s on display is the same one as the one a young duke rides in the painting below! I love what I find out by asking the volunteer room guards, “What is your favorite thing in this room?”

 

These guys really loved antlers. I’m guessing there must be 300 pairs throughout the castle (an email query revealed 174 are mounted in this ballroom alone – no official count for the entire castle exists). Many pairs were marked with the date and with by whom the animal had been killed – hundreds of years ago.
Where there weren’t real antlers, ones were crafted into the furnishings and even into the walls.
Diana’s Garden of crazy large trees
Hercules Garden

My tour was complete. With a mind filled by palatial eye-candy, I meandered down the tree-lined castle approach in reverse. Across the street and train tracks, the Blair Atholl Watermill awaited with a lovely cream tea.

I issued a contented sigh and retraced my steps to the Atholl Arms. Here I  reclaimed my luggage from an enhanced broom closet and deciphered the manager’s Scottish brogue into a confirmation on the side of the tracks I was to await my carriage to Nairn. I strode the short distance to the station and hoisted my blessedly miniature suitcase up and over the metallic raised walkway.

Now to board my train to Nairn, kick back and enjoy the scenery.

2 thoughts on “Blessed Views from Still Functioning Legs

  1. Love being able to see some of what you’re seeing! Thanks! xo Mumma

  2. I’m greatly enjoying your descriptions and positive approach to your days. I feel for your feet: you’re working them so hard, but taking in so many experiences, views and gorgeous architecture. I love the Scottish words your teaching us too! Wonderful, Abby!

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