We went into London and then right away to Salisbury in the South of England. Then up the West coast to Scotland. Our trip was like a figure eight past Edinbough up the East Coast to Aberdeen. It was cool about 60 some the whole time. And some rain. Through the mist was a ruins of a castle on top of a huge rock small mountain. You had to walk down a huge hill with sheep all around I guess about 200 yds down. The North Sea coming at us from the left side. As I call it the small mountain straight ahead. On the right side the North sea was hiting the huge rocks that were worn away by the sea. I felt our past all around us. Cut through the mountain,near the base, was a cave to the sea. The force of the North Sea was awsome. We then had to walk up the small mountain on stone steps and I'm 61 years old. Belive me, I looked back from where I came and thought, Jean your stupid. Your going to die here, you'll never make it back, so I said what the heck and went on. Ha. I! got to the top of the small mountain and could'nt believe the beauty of it all. A whole village and castle in ruins was in the mist. It seemed to come alive. (with my imagination). A chapel with a couple of walls still standing all made of stone. Castle on the left over looking the sea. The kitchens were still there ,dark and if they only had torches for light, your eyesight went fast,and it must have been terrible to work in. In the kitchen was a stone rounded out leading to the cliff outside. I think that might have been where they let the garbage go down into the sea. You go up two floors and one room was whole. A huge fire place you could put a huge deer in was at one end with a mantle that had writing on it. I can get you what was said when I get my pictures back. But one thing it said was a female Lindsey was involved in building the Castle. Well let me know if your interested or not in hearing about out trip. I have some wonderful stories on the Crawfords that we found and I can describe the best I can on the beauties of Scotland. Jean