Today's Walking Photos: Arrrrgh...today I got my pupils dilated for an eye exam, and after a first go-round the doc decided to turbo-boost the proceedings and put in those extra-strength dilation drops on top of the initial dose. Sure hope he saw everything he needed to, because the result was that I was like a freegin’ vampire the rest of the day, shrinking away from the faintest light sources and hiding in the shadows whenever I could. Suffice it to say I was in no condition (yes I’m being hyperdramatic) to go out in the sun and walk today.
So what is all this then? Well, it seemed like a good day for a Scotland throwback. See, it turns out that one of many lodging options in the pleasant northern town of Inverness is a place called the MacDougall Clansman Hotel. When I was planning our trip, my eyes alit on this hotel and I believe I said aloud (to an empty room), “Well, clearly we’ll have to stay there!” But alas, I checked their website and was crushed to find that they were booked up on the dates we were visiting. It was so important to me that I actually picked up the phone and called the place, just on the off chance that there’d been a cancellation or something and maybe the website wasn’t up to date. I was lucky enough to get the proprietor of the hotel on the phone, a gentleman named Ian MacDougall – like my son! Ian was incredibly pleasant and he made a very thorough effort to see if there was any way he could fit us in, but it just wasn’t to be. Still, our conversation was so pleasant that I told him we’d be sure to pay him a visit while we were in Inverness. So one morning we walked to a shamefully tasty pancake restaurant for breakfast, and then headed a couple blocks further to the MacDougall Clansman Hotel. Notes on the photos:
Here’s the entrance, and as you can see – NO VACANCIES. But as you can also see, my lovely wife and son were with me!
Ian the proprietor showed us around a bit, and I took quite a shine to the breakfast room. No Cheerios dispenser or drippy waffle machine here! Nope, you’ve got tea, oatcakes and a grand bowl of marmalade! (Other lovely jams available to the rear, and of course I’m just fixated on oatcakes and marmalade but a full cooked Scottish breakfast is included with your stay.)
On prominent display in the breakfast room is this framed print of Dougall, barefoot founder of the Clan MacDougall. The same print hangs in my living room! Coincidence? I think not! Dougall’s father was the great warrior Somerled, who is thought to have driven the Vikings from the Scottish isles and was ultimately dubbed King Of The Isles.
The MacDougall crest, rendered in splendid embroidery and bearing the clan motto Buaidh No Bas – conquer or die.
A pair of Ian MacDougalls! The son isn’t normally an eager photographic subject, but he really enjoyed this visit and was happy to pose with his namesake. Doesn’t left-side Ian just look the part of the kind-faced innkeeper you’d want to have greeting you after a long day seeing the sights of Inverness? His dad started the place in 1959.
When we go back to Scotland, if Inverness is on our itinerary, I’m going to plan much further in advance and secure a room at the MacDougall Clansman Hotel. That way my man Ian can be prepared and stock up on the marmalade.












