Just got back from a week in Scotland, and haven't even scratched the surface of everything that went on around here. We did participate in the Thor Stag Run and festivities.
I put a quick 2 miles in snow flurries early in the morning, then later that night we hit a pub to toast Ironboy.
The gatekeeper wouldn't let us in until he got a picture:
Then Michele and I wanted in:
Finally the cold ones were present:
Of course, after the beers were gone someone had to get them back to the room:
A trip to the Highlands is not complete without 1) Searching for Nessie:
or 2) Fish and Chips:
But alas, at some point all trips must end.
Safety first
I put a quick 2 miles in snow flurries early in the morning, then later that night we hit a pub to toast Ironboy.
The gatekeeper wouldn't let us in until he got a picture:
Then Michele and I wanted in:
Finally the cold ones were present:
Of course, after the beers were gone someone had to get them back to the room:
A trip to the Highlands is not complete without 1) Searching for Nessie:
or 2) Fish and Chips:
But alas, at some point all trips must end.
Safety first
