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daysinayear2015 · 5 months
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Day 345: December 11, 2023
Cooper's Hawk? I should have brought a zoom lens instead of my 50mm. Cape Elizabeth, ME.
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fallimentiquotidiani · 11 months
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Kinlochleven to Fort William
The original end of the West Highland Way
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bookishfreedom · 8 months
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scotland, day two
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 11 months
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"RED RIOTERS ROUTED BY LOYAL JOBLESS," Toronto Globe. June 20, 1933. Page 1. ---- Strike Attempt Fails at Thunder Bay Unemployment Camp ==== (Canadian Press Despatch.) Fort William, June 19. - Rioters at the Trans-Canada Highway unemployed camp at Martin, near here, were driven off with a fire hose and hammer handles wielded by camp workers who resented a strike brought on by the discharge of two alleged Communists over the weekend.
Armed with rocks and pick handles, about twenty-five men resisted efforts of police and camp officials to force them to leave the camp. They were joined by thirty more men who quit their work. When police and trusted camp workers drove them off with hammer handles and a fire hose, they retreated from the camp singing "The Red Flag."
[AL: As always coming from an anti-Communist paper like The Globe hard to take seriously their account of this relief camp strike near what is now Thunder Bay, Ontario. Indeed, the second paragraph indicates that a large protest was broken by police aided by scabs, but tells us little about how big the second group of non-strikers was. Don't have access to the local papers yet.]
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vox-anglosphere · 1 year
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Ben Nevis, Britain's highest mountain under a brooding Highland sky
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dansnaturepictures · 1 year
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Rainbow and Loch Eil and view from Fort William last month. 
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Ben Nevis, Scotland .. postcard perfect
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bocadit · 8 days
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The Fort William experience
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scotianostra · 1 year
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On 2nd of February 1645 a Royalist army led by James Graham, 5th Earl and 1st Marquis of Montrose, routed the Earl of Argyll’s Covenanting forces in the Battle of Inverlochy.
Montrose and his army had wintered-down at Inveraray, which had been taken from the Campbells, scouts determined that the Covenant armies were closing in on them, so they pulled out, heading to Loch Ness-side, near Kilcumin. While facing new threats, namely the Earl of Seaforth and his 5,000 men based at Inverness, word of an army of around 3,000 Campbells and lowland troops at Inverlochy, close to where Fort William is today, Graham already knew that the Earl of Seaforth and his 5,000 men based at Inverness were a threat.
With Campbell troops coming at them from the south, and Seaforths from the north, Montrose and his men took to the hills; the Covenanters found only an empty glen when they met up with one another. Reasoning that they should attack the strongest enemy first, Montrose was led by Cameron scouts, by little known paths (the actual path taken is still debated) to Inverlochy. This route is said to have been one of the most arduous and daring feats of Scottish military history.
What is known is that from the Roy Bridge area they forded the river Spean near Corriechoille and traversed a secret way via the old townships of Kilchonate and Leanachan after two days and nights they were at the foot of Ben Nevis’ “shoulder” of Meall an t-Suidhe just before dark. They observed the tower of the ancient castle of Inverlochy and many Campbells moving around their camp. The Campbells saw them, and assumed that they were only raiders, or foraging parties. Montrose and his army rested for the night in freezing temperatures and at the break of dawn the Campbells, including their chief Argyll, were awakened by the pipes of Montrose’s assembled clans charging down upon them.
Even though Grahams army were outnumbered by approximately 1,000 troops and were facing some cannon fire, the army of Montrose broke the Lowland soldiers on the wings, forcing them to flee the field. The Campbells in the center of the line held firm, but soon were cut into groups and eventually fled. To state that little quarter was given is an understatement. One account, by poet Iain Lom, recorded the action from his first-hand vantage point at the field of battle.
A nice wee add on to this story is from Iain Lom MacDonald. Although it is widely believed that Robert Burns was Scotland’s first Poet Laureate, Charles II named Iain Lom MacDonald as Scotland’s Poet Laureate during his 17th century reign. However as the Stuart line was unseated in 1689, and the subsequent Jacobite Risings failed to permanently restore the Stuarts, their status became a moot point. His stature has further been diminished by the fact that he composed exclusively in Gaelic, which even at that time was a language in decline.
Famously stating, when offered a sword to battle, “You battle; I’ll tell”, Iain Lom MacDonald sought out a high vantage point above the battleground below to record a blow-by-blow account.
As is only right I  shall post the Gaelic version first, below this is the translation……you can also listen to Gaelic supergroup  Mànran sing it as it should be…….
“S e Caimbeulach a bha am Fear Ghlinne-Faochain. A reir coltais ’s i a bhean aige a rinn an t-oran’ [i]
Ho, gur mi ‘tha air mo leònadh, Na i ri ri ho ro; Ho, gur mi 'tha air mo leònadh, Na i ri ri ’s i ri ri ho ro.
Bho latha blàr Inbhir-Lòchaidh; Bha ruaig nan Eireannach dòite,[ii]               'Thàinig do dh’ Albainn gun stòras, A bha dh’ earras air an cleòcaibh. Thug iad spionnadh do Chlann-Dòmhnaill;
Mharbh iad m’ athair is m’ fhear-pòsda, ’S mo thriùir mhacanan [grinn] òga, ’S mo cheathrar bhràithrean ga’ n stròiceadh, ’S mo naoidhnear cho-dhaltan bòidheach.[iii] Loisg iad ma chuid coirc’ is eòrna. Mharbh iad mo chrodh mór gu feòlach, ’S mo chaoirich gheala ga’ n ròsdadh,[iv]
Ho gur mise 'th’ air ma chlaoidheadh Mu Mhac-Dhonnchaidh Ghlinne Faochain; Tha gach fear ’s an tìr s’ ga d’ chaoineadh Thall 'sa bhos mu Inbhir-Aora, Mnathan 'sa bhasraich ’s am falt sgaoilte.
Ho gur mi tha air mo mhilleadh, Mu mharcaich’ nan srian ’s nam pillein, 'Thuit 'sa chaonnaig le 'chuid ghillean, Thug Mac-Cailein Mór an linn’ air, ’S leig e 'n sgrìob ud air a chinneadh.
'The lord of Glen Faochain was a Campbell. In all likelihood, it was his wife who made the song’
O, I am wounded sorely, Na i ri ri ho ro; O, I am wounded sorely Na i ri ri ’s i ri ri ho ro.  
Since the day of the battle of Inverlochy, Since the grim Irishmen’s pursuit – They came to Scotland without resources, Other than the goods they carried  – They gave strength to Clan Donald,
They killed my father and my husband, And my three [handsome] young sons, My four brothers were torn to shreds, And my nine comely foster-brothers; They burned my crops, my oats and barley. Gleefully, they killed my cows, And roasted my white sheep,
O, I have been tormented At the thought of Mhac-Dhonnchaidh of Glen Faochain, Every man in the country mourns you In and around (about) Inverary, Women are wringing their hands and tearing their hair.
O, I have been despoiled, By the horsemen of the bridle and pack-saddle, You (?) fell in a skirmish with some of (your) lads; Mac Cailean Mor made for the pool, And permitted that blow for his kindred.
The pics are from a couple of visits to the Inverlochy Castle in 2014 and 2020.
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mightywellfan · 5 months
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The Corpach Shipwreck, Fort William
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A former fishing boat that sits, unmoved, at an odd angle on the shore of Loch Linnhe, residents of the town of Caol near Fort William discovered this odd wreck in 2011. Whilst local lore suggests it emerged from stormy waters to take in the majesty of nearby Ben Nevis, no one has ever fully understood why the boat – built in 1975 – emerged from the water and onto the shore. In its day it was a fishing vessel called MV Dayspring.
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6sempreingiro · 4 months
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Scozia Winter Edition
A inizio dicembre ho saputo che l’ azienda per cui lavoro avrebbe chiuso per una settimana e quale migliore occasione per organizzare un viaggio invernale? Inizialmente saremmo voluti andare in un luogo caldo portando con noi un costume, un asciugamano e via, ma l’idea di prendere il sole su un lettino non ci allettava molto e avevamo voglia di avventura e viaggio on the road. La seconda opziona…
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daysinayear2015 · 2 years
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Day 265: September 22, 2022
Fort William with Emma and Dilly. Cape Elizabeth, ME.
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fallimentiquotidiani · 11 months
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Fort William, Scotland
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billyclicks · 1 year
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Old Boat Of Caol in Corpach Loch, near Fort William in the Highlands of Scotland.
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lodilowdown · 6 months
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Update Number 5
What a time! Just spent the last few days with Sophie exploring Fort William. I picked Soph up at the train station on Friday (good thing too because she had no real plans on getting to our hostel 😂) and we quickly decided to do Ben Nevis the following day. According to some weather forecasting, it looked like there would be some intense winds on Sunday so we moved our plans around to do the hike earlier.
Come Saturday morning, we got up bright and early to hit the trail. We tried to get some oatmeal down but for some reason it was disgusting? Couldn’t make it happen. It was almost comical. From there, we packed our stuff up and moved out. Our hostel literally dumped us onto the trail which was fantastic. Not having to figure out transportation was so convenient.
Up the trail we went. And up it was indeed. This hike was no joke, literally straight up for 4 miles going from 67 ft to 4500 ft. Sophie was obviously very okay, but I was dying. I made it to about 4000 ft before I decided that the amount of ice/snow on the trail plus how exhausted I was feeling meant I probably ought to be done for the day. Soph ran up ahead to the very tippy top of the summit to get some neat pics. I’ll count my summit - I got close enough.
Coming back down was way faster but felt harder on the soul. But man, being able to walk straight into our hostel almost made us both cry. We collapsed into a table and munched some sandwiches then slowly got ourselves cleaned up. We feasted like kings for dinner and then slept forever.
Come Sunday, we discovered that the forecast was correct. It got real windy and the gondolas that go up the range were closed (sad). Luckily at the bottom of the mountain, it wasn’t too ugly until the evening.
Monday was another travel day to Glasgow. It was certainly…….exciting. Took the train, but there was flooding due to the aforementioned storm that had come in so we got dumped off the train about halfway to Glasgow in some tiny town (Crianlarich). Thankfully ScotRail hired a bus for all the passengers to get to Glasgow. It did take almost 6 hours but we did make it.
Sophie just hopped on the bus to the airport to continue her adventure into Iceland (where there may be an active volcano eruption? We’ll see lol). Not sure what I’ll do in Glasgow yet but I’m sure there are adventures in store.
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vintage-ukraine · 2 years
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Slava Kochubey from Fort William, Canada, 1928
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