Rothesay Adventures

The last time I was in Rothesay it was June, and rather warm (my Glaswegian companions were finding the 70 degrees Fahrenheit too hot!). It was very beautiful to see it covered in snow. I did not have a repeat performance of the "wee black glasses" incident, but I think once was enough for that anyway!

We tramped around the ruined castle quite a bit, and visited the library and the museum, both of which were very interesting. We ended our excursion with a visit to St Mary's Chapel up the road a ways. It was a lovely day.

In transit - mother and I on the ferry.

Of course we visited 21 Russell Street, where our ancestors lived.

I am thinking, "Ah, ruins!"

The Chapel Royal within the castle.

A family tradition. When Heather and mother came to Rothesay 25 years ago a picture of mother  in the huge fireplace was taken. When I visited Rothesay 7 years ago, I had a similar picture taken. So, we did it again! 

Me too.

Mother in the courtyard of the castle.