Come for a drive with me, won't you?
Today we're going from the city of Edinburg, Scotland's capital, to the tiny deserted wilderness town of Glencoe. Glencoe is significant because of it's isolated beauty, or so they tell me. It's right in the middle of the Scottish highlands.
This one looks like it's in rather worse shape than previous castles. That's because it's older
The sheep seem to have no respect for the ancientness of this cemetary. There's no telling where sheep are going to turn up in the scottish highlands (they are going to turn up everywhere. there are as many sheep as there are blades of grass).
Another loch (that's lake). Where does all this water come from (besides, of course, the endless rain every day.
From rivers of course. The landscape is filled with them too. Most of the hills have several waterfalls rolling down them in a meandering way.
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