Sunday . . .
If I used the word cameragasmic to describe Friday, then I am at a loss as to how to describe today. We got a fairly early start to the day, and drove over to the west coast to see Kilmartin. Kilmartin is a small town, where there is a church (which was closed), a graveyard with some very very old stones, and standing stones on the way (like a small stone circle). The views were spectacular. We had reflective views on Friday, but the sky was gray and washed out, so they weren’t nearly as striking as they were today with the blue clouds.
There were five of us that went today, so that was double the laughter! The two men sat in the front. Kamy acted like it was such a relief not to be the only guy, but I secretly think he is tickled with all of the ribbing and good-natured joking. Mac and he have been friends for some years; they talked, while the gals sat in the back seat. We visited, enjoyed the scenery, laughed, and at times outright cackled. What a great group to spend the day with.
I had my first really difficult moment of the trip. We stopped be a lake to take some photos; the path going down was steep and slippery, and there was really nothing to hold onto to prevent me from going down on my keester. I decided I just couldn’t risk it. Two years ago, before my diagnosis, surgeries, and chemo, I wouldn’t have hesitated. But now, my balance and strength just aren’t what they should be. I knew that if I fell and hurt myself it would be very bad, as the chemo slows down the healing process in the body to a crawl. So, instead of going down to water’s edge with my friends, I stood up on the side of the road and shed a few tears. I hate not being able to do something because of my health. I have been very blessed, as there has been very little that I just haven’t been able to do. After a brief pity party, I started to focus on gratitude and the many many things that I have to be grateful for, and that always helps.
After exploring the church and graveyard for a bit, we stopped in a pub and had a round of drinks. Well, I had my water, lol. I dont’ drink much to start with, and now with the chemo, even less. I did manage to wash down one of my chemo pills with some good hard cider on the trip, so it’s not a total loss. We stopped in a few other places and I got some great photos, so all was (almost) forgotten by day’s end.
Some of the scenery on the way.
Standing stones in a field of sheep.
Some of the grave slabs here are over 1,000 years old.
Liquid refreshments . . .
Inverary Castle from the road. We went here last year and toured, it is very interesting; this castle serves as the seat/home of the Campbell Clan.
We stopped for a bathroom break near a small harbor on the way home; these boats were anchored there.