The Highlands Returns!

There is a little more to post about the Highlands - Jan and Graham dropped us off at the train station at Spean Bridge, and we had a 4 hour train ride back to Glasgow through even MORE amazing scenery. There was a window in this kind of between space between two cars that was open and I just stood there and took pictures. I even shot a little video that includes the sound of the train.

While we were waiting for the train there was a bumblebee that got into the shelter by the tracks. It was just like a bus shelter type structure, with a lot of clear plexiglass. That poor bumblebee flew in and just could not get out - he (she?) kept banging up against the plastic - bzzzz bzzzz bzzzzzz THUNK bzzzzz bzzzz bzzzzzzzzz THUNK bzzzz bzz thunkity-thunk-thunk-thunk bzzzz . . . . . it's amazing how much tension can be created by a station shelter and a bumblebee. I felt really sorry for it, but it was also worrying me a little, because if I were that bee I would be getting really pissed off. And what if it just went beserk and decided to start stinging things in a buzzing rage? It finally got so exhausted that it was reduced to just crawling along the ledge and making occasional assays against the plastic. So John laid down a trail of whisky on the ledge (which the bumblebee followed and apparently drank) and got him to the edge of the shelter. Unfortunately he seems to have drunk enough that he then fell off the ledge - but outside the shelter. I assume he sobered up after the Ledaig wore off and was fine.

Bumblebee, sleeping it off