Here I am in Killin, Scotland, home of my direct ancestor, Donald McDonald. Donald was a Keppoch officer captured during one of the many wars that troubled Scotland. He took a pardon on the condition he change his name and leave Scotland. He chose McWillie and left for America. Donald had at least two children; one son settled in Ulster, Ireland another in America. Donald McWillie of the clan McDonald was buried in Ireland.

By sea and by land (Clan McDonald motto)

Weathered churches and eerie gravestones reflect so much of Scotland's past.
	Shaggy Highland cattle are always ready for harsh weather

The lochs of Scotland are stunningly beautiful

My trip was blessed by warm weather and just enough showers to make the most amazing rainbows.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile, He found a crooked sixpence beside a crooked stile; He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse, And they all lived together in a little crooked house.

At the Black Horse Inn, between the barkeep and his wife is “The Mom". Also known as Louise, one of my traveling companions.

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