Farewell Scotland

It wasn't exactly the day we planned, but it was a fine day nevertheless. We headed toward Edinburgh for a closer look at the kelpies and to check out the Falkirk wheel. On the way we stopped to pick up an old Gospel Recordings colleague of Valerie's who is living in Glasgow. Judging from the pace of the conversation in the back seat, Norma was intent on filling in as much of the last forty years as she could in one day.

As it turned out, the Falkirk wheel, once we found it, was closed for a month of maintenance. It's an intriguing alternative to a series of canal locks, and I'm glad I got to see it, albeit not in action.

From there we eventually found our way to the kelpies, not that they're easy to hide. Let's just say that iPad maps is not quite perfect. This being an off-season Tuesday, the kelpies were closed as well, though it's not clear just what that means. How do you "close" these astoundingly huge sculptures of horse heads?

The sky, however, wasn't closed, and we enjoyed this view of the Forth Bridge before chasing the sunset back to Glasgow. Scotland is beautiful, and so are her people. We've connected with a couple of dozen, some family, some old friends, and some new friends. Those relationships are part of what is making this week in the UK wonderful.