Trip to Scotland 1983: Four and half months in the Highlands and Islands

[DCampbell16B]

Washed clothes. Wore kilt as it was clean. English couple stopped and asked for directions. Acted Scottish and said little.
[So to expand on the entry. My clothes were sorely in need of cleaning. The only thing I had to wear was my kilt. So dirty clothes went in a big black plastic garbage bag. The bag went over my should and I sauntered off to the laundrette. Sure enough an English couple pulled up in a car to ask if I knew where the golf course was. Now I'm in a quandry. These poor people think they've met a real Scottish Highlander. If I speak more than three words they'll know I'm an imposter. I'd picked up the "Ach", and could roll my "r's", and nothing us worse than overdoing a fake accent. So I kept it to three words and said "Ach, no sorry". I've no idea if they were tickled or annoyed to have met a genuine rude Scotsman.]
3 other men in town wearing kilt. Want to swim today. Change to jeans first? See ruins up the road (didn't), Falls of Lochy.
Took "Bath" in Falls of Dochart*, and sat beside West end of Loch Tay. Stocked up for Sunday. Rainstorm. Thunder/lightning. Didn't last long. Very tired. Because [I] didn't drink any tea? Withdrawl. Saw a family stacking hay across the street in stacks rather than bales. Stacked over a tripod w/ 4ft legs and roped down.
[*I was able to find a hole in the rocks filled with water and got in right up to my neck. I remember lots of moms with young kids playing in the water and on the rocks up and downs the sides of the Dochart]



£1.00 clothes laundry
£1.80 hostel
20p biscuits
49 1/2 p soup
32p fruit