What a fantastic opportunity we had in going to the 174th
Lonach Highland Games near Strathdon, Aberdeenshire. About 2 kms before the oval where the games
were held, the traffic started moving slowly.
We were directed to park on a freshly mown field and fortunately didn’t
get bogged! For 32 pounds for the whole
family, it was a unique Scottish experience and the sound of bagpipes and drums
are still ringing in our ears.
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Strathdon - beautiful setting |
Lonach is in the heart of the Cairngorms, a really pretty
little spot by a stream. Once a year, on
the 4th Saturday in August, the clans gather. The weather was mostly fine and we weren’t
the only international visitors.
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Scottish dancer ready for her competition |
I have never seen so
many men in skirts and wearing them with pride – from wee bairns to elderly men
in motorised wheelchairs. The grand
parade in from the mountain included the Gordon, Wallace, Forbes and Tweedie
clans to name a few – and a horse and “kert”.
Some played in the Pipe Band and others carried various weapons – a solemn
collection who’d apparently stopped for the traditional 7 drams of whisky en route
as they visited the village inns on their way back to the arena.
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I wouldn't argue with this guy. |
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Huntly Pipe Band |
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Kenny,,,where were you? |
The Lonach Highlanders are a society which values "the preservation of
Highland Dress and the Gaelic language"; and they "support loyal,
peaceable manly conduct and the promotion
of social and benevolent feelings among the inhabitants of this
district." (Lonach Highlander Society) They also manage a fund for
distressed members
and their families.
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The Lonach Highlanders march into and around the arena |
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The Wallace Clan |
The compere, in his broad Scottish accent recited a poem
about the men of Lonach which gave me goose bumps. The pipe bands were amazing. The three different bagpipe tunes by lone
pipers in various competitions was grating at times and Tim had a headache
before the day was over.
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The Forbes Clan dominated the march. |
It was a day where clearly the locals met and had their annual
clan get together. We watched with a degree
of amusement and amazement at the caber tossing, the light stone throwing and
the hammer throwing and a few other traditional athletic sports. Some of the men were huge but still the
challenge of hurling a 20 kg weight over a 17 foot bar demanded accuracy and
strength.
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Athlete's uniform: Kilt and black shirt with Glenfiddich Whisky logo! |
The caber toss involves throwing a 79kg pole of larch so it flips over
and lands at 12 O'clock. The length thrown doesn't count, just the
precision. The "Stone Put", like a shot put was a 20 - 30 lb rock
thrown over a distance. And the hammer toss, so deftly demonstrated by
Miss Trunchball in the movie of Roald Dahl's book, Matilda, looked
lethal. Needless to say, the damp ground of the sports oval was pitted
with large holes from all of the athletic events!
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Carrying the 79 kg caber |
The re-enactment group of Jacobites indicates their cause
didn’t die with Culloden. There were many
dogs who had Scottish bandanas tied around their necks and the drinks tent were
brimming over with men in kilts.
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Jacobites re-enacting their passions! |
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Jacobites |
There was a festive atmosphere with stalls for local
charities and plenty of good cheer. The kids were keen to join in the races but
somehow we missed the start time and they missed out. Annika was particularly miffed as she would
have definitely got some of the prize money in her race as there were few competitors
and money for the first 6 place getters!
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Best dressed Highlander competition! |
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A Fox Sporran - in this man's family for several generations |
We indulged in some locally made cakes: “Millionaires’
shortbread” which we know as Chocolate Caramel Slice and some delicious
gingerbread men. We found a standing
spot by the arena and grazed through our picnic as we watched the events.
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On the way home we went through Tough and passed Tough School - that would look good on a CV! |
Dinner, for those who wanted it, was haggis! Luke and I love it! The others had Scottish pies which are not quite the same as our Aussie Meat Pies but fun to try in any case!
Sounds like a top day!
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