The Highlands- Day 3

My last day in the highlands was bittersweet we saw a lot of amazing things but as we left the highlands I felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

Our first stop was Eileen castle. We couldn't go inside because it was not open yet, but those of you who saw that horrid movie "Made of Honor" might recognize it. This castle is actually stilled used as a vacation home by the head family of a clan. It is fully furbished and suitable to live in.

 This is the view around the back of the castle. It was positioned on a small island in the middle of a loch. It was very beautiful and mysterious :D Our next stop was one of the most famous placed in the world, Loch Ness.

 Here it is! The waters of legend! No, I did not see the monster. It was cold and raining so I did not going swimming in the loch either, although two of my companions did.

 There were TONS of tourists from all over the world and I struggled to take a photo without anyone in it! On the way driving to the loch there was an entire building museum thing devoted to showing how there is no possible way Nessie is real. Seemed a bit over dramatic to me. Our next stop was a battlefield. It was the location of the last battle to take place on British soil ever. It was between the Jacobite rebels versus the British army and its supporters. The British creamed the Jacobites if you didn't know. The Jacobites were a rebel uprising, the last legitimate stand the Scottish took for freedom in history before recent times where they have been going about it in a more diplomatic route. After we left the battle field we drove for a LONG TIME and eventually stopped at the waterfall walk, which lived up to its name...

 Below was the entrance to the cliff next to the water fall :D

The water was the color of ale. I am not sure why but it was very strange. Me and the others had a great time climbing all over rocks and going through the woods. Unfortunately we didn't have a lot of time there and did not get to see all the water falls. We stopped and ate lunch in a town where I bought a very nice, very expensive, wool sweater. This thing was worth every penny. I am completely in love with it. It is so warm and snuggly. I am sure I will be using it a lot this winter. Anyways after that we headed back to the University. Leaving the Highlands left me with a strange, empty feeling. I was leaving my favorite place on earth, newly discovered, and I did not know when I would ever return. 1 year? 5 years? 10? 20? I do not know. Maybe I will never go back (which would break my heart). All I know is that the places I saw, and the places I didn't see, are going to be calling to my heart for a long time after I return to the US. Who knows when I will be able to answer that call and return to that amazing place