Not a piper but like the look of a horse hair sporran

[sevenoaks]

Thanks guys,
I remember both my Grandfather wore sporrans like these.
One Grandfather was a Farmer/Sheepherder. he wore his kilt every day. It is how I remember him best. He was always a grizzly looking man to me and always had straw, grass and wool stuck to him. He walked the Fells of Cumbria every day of his life. His long flowing sporran always fascinated me. I remember him to be a happy robust kind of guy. He also drove a a 4 horse coach from one small village to another every weekend. One day his horses ran away on him while coming over the "Coniston Pass" in the Lake District of Cumberland. Unfortunately a small girl was killed. He was a changed man after that and his life appeared to go out of him until his death a few years later.
My other Grandfather was a larger than life kind of guy. I think he is the one that had the biggest influence on my younger years. He also was always in a kilt but hardly ever wore a horsehair sporran. He smelled of oil, heat and sweat. He was killed while moving a thrashing machine down a hill from Ireby to Cauldbeck in Cumberland. He was a man before his age and Electrified the whole village of Ireby; years before any other city or village had access to the "New Age". It was a DC system and he had huge banks of batteries that were charged by a steam driven generator. My job was to oil and polish the brass fitting on the engine and generator. I took great pride in doing this as a boy and I felt a huge loss and sadness when he died but he instilled in me my morals and the love of fine tuned mechanical mechanical equipment.
I digress.
Thank you guys for your input and I will be wearing my kilts and horsehair sporran with pride. It connects me to my past and damn it... a kilt is just the right thing for a man to wear.
Those are great pictures OC... Thank you for posting them.