Rebecca M. Douglass, Author

I've had company this last week, so I'm a bit behind with my posts--looks like "Photo Friday" is on Monday this time! In my last few travel posts, I described time spent hiking the John O'Groats trail and visiting Edinburgh. From there I went to spend a few days--while recovering from COVID--in a cabin in Glencoe in the West Highlands. Happily, I felt good enough to do a little hiking, keeping my distance from other hikers, of course. My first outing took me through the village and up to the Glencoe Lochan. The Glencoe museum. I didn't go in, due to my contagion. World War I memorial. I saw many such in villages around Europe, and was struck by how often there were multiple young men with the same last name listed--brothers or cousins, all lost to that insane, pointless war. On up to the lochlan, the large pond or very small lake above the village. A grey and misty day, but without actual rain, as I recall. After strolling around the lake I started back towar