Road to the Isle Traditional Cache
snaik: The cache was still there but was pushed further under the edge is now to dangerous for cachers, will archive this one as a new caches are planned for this area.
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Parking available at the west end of the Garry Bridge, good tarmac path to cache. Cache is small Lock & Lock container. As the cache is small, the theme for swaps is stamps of the Lick & Lick variety. Please put the cache back in same position please! This Cache might not suit everyone, especially if you don't like heights! I did mention heights! Oh! and only 10 people on the bridge at a time. GPS signal can vary due to trees. after consultation with various people I decided to up the D&T.
This is the start of the Road to the Isle. Crossing the Garry was by initially a ferry then by a secession of bridges. For centuries it has been as a drover route, and for the movement of Troops. The route was formed by the last ice age.
The area is steeped in history just north of here is the site of The Battle of Killiecrankie 27 July 1689. The Hero of the day, my hero Bonnie Dundee - John Graham of Claverhouse, was killed there. There stands a stone N56 44.859 W003 47.194 to mark the spot. I could on about this place but its better to visit yourself and find out.
Tae the lairds i' convention t'was Claverhouse spoke
E'er the Kings crown go down, there are crowns to be broke
Then each cavalier who loves honour and me
Let him follow the bonnet o' bonnie Dundee.
Chorus
Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can
Come saddle my horses and call out my men
Unhook the west port and let us gae free,
For it's up wi' the bonnets o' bonnie Dundee!
Dundee he is mounted, he rides doon the street,
The bells they ring backwards, the drums they are beat,
But the Provost, douce man, says "Just e'en let it be
For the toun is well rid of that de'il o' Dundee."
Chorus
There are hills beyond Pentland and lands beyond Forth,
Be there lords i' the south, there are chiefs i' the north!
There are brave Duinnewassels, three thousand times three
Will cry "Hey!" for the bonnets o' bonnie Dundee.
Chorus
Then awa' to the hills, to the lea, to the rocks
Ere I own a usurper, I'll crouch with the fox
And tremble, false whigs, in the midst of your glee
Ye hae no seen the last o' my bonnets and me!
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