Wally’s mother’s family, the Ogles, were holding a family reunion in Morpeth, England just north of Newcastle Upon Tyne in July, and we decided it was now or never for our trip to the United Kingdom. His great uncles and cousins were going and I figured this was the only way I was going to get him to go. I had been wanting to visit Scotland forever and since the reunion was in northeastern England that borders on Scotland it worked out perfect. We fly into Edinburgh and rented a car - a scary proposition when you’re driving on the opposite side of the road. We ordered an automatic so at least Wally didn’t have to shift and drive backwards.
Part I: Scotland
I decided to explore the the areas of Scotland that we thought my great-great grandfather James Frank Bowie had come from, and mapped a journey that included interesting local destinations along the way. We travelled down the Fife Coastal Route and stayed the first night in Crail, an utterly charming little fishing village that was completely devoid of tourists. It was as if time had stood still two hundred years ago. The cobbled streets and window boxes overflowing with flowers in bloom were gorgeous. We headed northeast the next day with St. Andrews our next stop. St. Andrews is home to the oldest golf course and St. Andrews University, and Wally wanted to check out the Old Course. The magnificent cathedral and castle ruins are perced on the edge of the North Sea and the city is a shopper’s delight. We walked down to the beach below the castle ruins and to my delight, there was sea glass everywhere! I brought home several little bags that now fill a bowl in our living room.
We arrived in later in the afternoon in Nairn on the Moray Firth. The king suite at the Invernairne Guest House was wonderful, and we would definitely stay there again if we go back. www.invernairne.com. I kept looking for the resident dolphins in the firth but never saw them. On a cold, misty day we drove to Inverness and down along Loch Ness to Urquhart Castle, that was built in the 1100s. On the way back to Nairn we visited Castle Cawdor, and it was one of our favorite stops. Known as one of the most romantic castles in Scotland, the family still lives there part of the year and it feels warm and welcoming inside. The gardens were absolutely amazing and I could have spent days there.
Elgin was our next stop so I could do some Bowie family research at their archives but I came away disappointed. I did hit all the thrift shops or “charity” shops in town and found several Scottish wool sweaters which was perfect because it was cold! We made a stop at Johnson’s Wool Mill where I picked up several cashmere scarves for Christmas presents. We headed south, back down through the Highlands and stopped off in Grantown on Spey, where we had lunch. As we headed south back past Edinburgh we stopped off at Dunkeld, a delightful little town nestled against a small river. We didn’t have time to really look around but will definitely go back there again on another trip. They had a great antique shop right by the river.
We drove on south through the Borders, stopping to photograph a windmill farm on one of the tall hills. They are really quite fascinating to watch - and huge! Of course there were sheep everywhere we went and I loved seeing them. No so many cattle and only saw one group of Angus - most seemed to be Simmentals. We arrived at Morpeth, England and Longhirst Hall where we joined up with the Ogles clan for the week.
More to come later! :)
Part II: Northeastern England - Northumberland