On Sunday evening we had tickets, tickets to a main event. The day however was well pretty free, so what to do?We decided to take a stream train In Aviemore there too is a steam train and as we’d had good results with Scottish Steam trains in the past We decided to have another one. Aviemore is a bit of a drive and thankfully we got there on time.
We’d parked outside the main centre and had ended up walking to the Visit Scotland asking them where to catch the train. We were told 100 m back go over the bridge and buy tickets you have 25 minutes before the next departure. So we re-traced our steps and found that the man in the office had assumed we came from the other side, i.e.e the station. We we walked back (Well I almost ran) and managed to get to the station and get tickets.
We were in the last carriage and were seated next to the windows. Across the aisle were another Dutch couple (just our luck) and behind us was a rather large British family on a day outing with kids and at least three dogs. They were having a great great time and they made sure we were aware of that. So much so that when we left the train SO said; “Let’s have lunch…..anywhere is fine as long as that family is not present.”
Anyway the trip was nice. The return trip nicer as then the last carriage becomes the first carriage. Then you really feel the push and steam working through the frame. It is that old fashioned feel we imagine the whole train to have. The Cairngorns are wonderful to few, but it is less spectacular than the Jacobite we took 2 years ago.
In the evening we went to the Highland Military Tattoo at Fort George. It was wonderful and exciting. It is when the pipes have space when they sound so right so full and so ss they should be. It was kinda funny as there were a number of people waiting at the entrance. Two men went over the bridge to the marching area and a bagpipe could be heard. Next thing I knew was a large number of people going over the bridge just to walk back as well as it had not been the sign to enter, somehow they followed the bagpipe as in the olden days.
This tattoo was an evening filling show, with the commentator being the same one as at the Edinburgh tattoo. There was music and dancing, history being narrated and we just loved it. Plus so many men in kilts, what is there not to love? What was something to note though that the people did sing Auld lang syne and the Scottish Rose with a lot more enthusiasm than God save the Queen. After all just one and a half week to go for the referendum.
Will publish pictures later, but it was a massively fun evening. We drove back in the dark night which was hard on SO, to our new B&B.