Fishing in the Loch!
Bobby had ordered a new fly rod and I had brought it with me. He got his first chance to try it out in Loch Fyne with Shep right at his heals. I was impressed with Bobby's willingness to satisfy his son's curiosity and desire to try out the rod. (especially since the fly rod was brand-new and definitely not a child's toy)
The view was breathtaking (typical of the view we were blessed to see in Scotland). And even though no fish were caught, no one goes away from a fishing experience empty handed when the view is so spectacular!
The Bramble and it's delights!
Scottish breakfast (prominent on any breakfast menu wherever we went)which included:
-half of a fresh tomatoe
-thinly sliced ham
-potatoe scone
-link sausage
-baked beans
-one egg
-black pudding (which is made of pig's blood, fat, oats, barley, and spices, all stuffed in a length of intestine)
(Note in the picture to the right that I, yes that's my hand, held a bite of black pudding. I could not return home without at least being able to say that I had tasted black pudding. And you know, it didn't taste bad, not at all. But I just couldn't get past the fact that it was made of blood!)