...for Nessie, from the front window.
From incredibly high up, and a sheer drop down.
She gets around.
A bit of sun came out now and again.
On the northern side of the Loch, Urquhart Castle is where most Nessie sightings take place.
Near Urquhart Castle, the yellow broom overlooks Loch Ness.
Wildlife at Urquhart Castle
The dog gets sea legs on her first boat ride.
The boat lands at Urquhart Castle.
Near Drumnodrochit, on the north side of the loch.
From the front window at Coach House
In the battlefield at Culloden, thousands of Highlanders lost their lives. Those who survived were slaughtered later by the English forces in Inverness. Stones mark the graves of the different clans.
Three stone cairns, or burial chambers, each surrounded by a stone circle. Two have passages aligned with the midwinter sun on the Winter Solstice. We visited on the Summer Solstice, and any ghosts were out and about.
Dallas Dhu, which means "black boggy water place" is no longer a working distillery, but the tours allow you to get up close and personal with the equipment, unlike tours of working distilleries.
Misty morning on Loch Ness
Heading to the summit in the Farigaig Forest near Inverfaragaig.
From our hike in the Farigaig Forest in the Monadhliath Mountains.
In June the old bridge in Whitebridge, part of General Wade's road, is covered with purple flowers.
Where Bonnie Prince Charlie waited to see if mighty Clan Cameron would join his cause. When Cameron's pipers arrived in Glen Sheil, he raised his standard and claimed his father the King. Unfortunately, his cause was later doomed at Culloden, and Prince Charlie escaped to Skye dressed as a maid.
In the field next to the Glenfinnan Monument we saw three stags, who ignored us.
Skye, a green paradise, with bracken (ferns) and lichens crowding the forest.
From the top of the forest path in Skye, near Portree.
We hiked up a steep mountainside at the Aros Heritage Centre, on Skye. The lady at the centre said it was only a wee hike. Ha!
Another photo taken from the car.
A piper plays in front of Castle Eilean Donan.
I took lots of photos from the car as we passed by lochs and glens.
Along the A87 in the western Highlands.
A boat comes through the Caledonian Canal, causing the swing bridge near Fort Augustus to open.
Could it be Nessie?
Part of Nessie?
Maybe she wants to be my friend?
Rock skipping proved to be a favorite pastime.
Or a monster?
I'll get it with this stick.
Our holiday cottage in Foyers, which used to be the coach house for the small Hotel Foyers.