Love of Scotland

  Hi, I'm Craig Weldon and this is my blog where I write about Scotland. It's my travels, impressions, and general observations of what makes the place tick: if you can imagine Bill Bryson up a hill and not trying to be funny, well, there you go. Here's a selection to get you started: The Light and the Land Wet feet at a high lochan, tin-tacked with rain. Kirkcudbright Coast A tree-lined avenue, bare crowns touching, leading to the sparkling sea. How Scottish is the Kilt? Walking down Argyle Street in Glasgow one Sunday morning, I eventually became aware of being kerb crawled... by a bus. Four Lochs of Argyll Inveraray, the Campbell Camelot, glinting in the sun. The Victorian Glamour of Upper Helensburgh Helensburgh, according to a Weegie friend, is so posh "people don't have cars in their driveways, they have yachts." Blood and Heather We came for heather. We got blood.  A Clyde Sail We sailed past Tighnabruach, the smell of peatsmoke wafting out to us...