World Gathering of Clan MacIntyre

[Jack Daw]

Below is a photo of me with Lisa Furukawa (her mother is a MacIntyre) in her tartan kimono. At the Clan Ceilidh (before the dancing) she sang several traditional and original tunes, including Skye Boat Song in Japanese. BTW, I'm wearing my Ferguson Britt skunk-fur sporran and my green garters from STM. It's not my way to wear a tartan tie with kilt, but I forgot to pack a long tie for the ceilidh and happened to have purchased this one earlier in the day.




Below is Alan B. MacIntyre (a descendant of the Chief), myself, and Bennie MacEntire prior to leaving for the MacIntyre Banquet in Oban. I had to limit my packing because of my back, so the Argyll jacket had to perform double duty for the Ceilidh and Banquet, as did the one kilt and hose.

[Freelancer]

A tartan kimono...cool! I like the hose and garter combo. Nicely done.

[JS Sanders]

Didja have a good time over yonder?

stevie

[Jack Daw]

A tartan kimono...cool! I like the hose and garter combo. Nicely done.

Thanks, Freelancer! With everyone wearing one of just two or three tartans, I felt the desire to stand out just a bit.

Here's another pic from the Gathering. This is Marty MacIntyre, William Mateer, and Camus-Na-h-Eire (Ian MacIntyre, Chieftain of the Cadet Branch) at the Glen Noe Gathering. We also have a survivng Chief who lives in New York State, but he could not attend, unfortunately. Marty is the son of the founder of the Clan MacIntyre Association (1978 version); and, William is from Ireland and served as our event photographer.

[Jack Daw]

Didja have a good time over yonder?

stevie

I did, Stevie! Highland hospitality is very much like Southern; so, I felt right at home.

The two additions to this pic are Colin McIntyre and Ian Simpson (a non-MacIntyre), who served as the guides up to Lairig Noe, a saddle between Ben Cruachan and Beinn Chochuill, and the Stone of the Fatted Calf where the MacIntyres had to pay a snowball in July as rent to Campbell of Breadalbane at Kilchurn Castle. I either told a funny joke or they are taunting me for wearing trousers.

BTW, that walking stick kept me from falling into the River Noe a couple of times, thanks to Gregor, a local fellow who likes his beer and whisky at the Brander Lodge. I dubbed it 'Hazel' because it was a well-selected hazelwood branch. The whole tree would have been too generous and cumbersome. When Gregor gave it to me, I ran upstairs to put my things away, but he was gone after I returned; so, I didn't get to treat him to a pint until a couple of evenings later.

[Jack Daw]

My niece, Elaine McIntyre, at Glen Noe with Loch Etive in the background.

[Sheep In Wolf's Clothing]

Wow very nice pics. It looks like a wonderful gathering!!
Thanks
Sara

[Jack Daw]

Wow very nice pics. It looks like a wonderful gathering!!
Thanks
Sara

It was a lot of fun, Sara. Except for some of the way down Lairig Noe.

Here is yours truly with Elaine at Lairig Noe. Glen Noe and a bit of Loch Etive are in the background in between (and below) us.




Hiking is not the only way down the back side of Lairig Noe:

[JS Sanders]

That's a bit north of A85 on the north side of it - I think? I do know A85 goes into Oban.

[Jack Daw]

That's a bit north of A85 on the north side of it - I think? I do know A85 goes into Oban.

That's right, Stevie. And, along the route between Oban and Lochawe is the Pass of Brander where Robert the Bruce foiled the MacDoughals in 1308. But, the actual pass is where the railroad runs rather than the A85, which is below the RR. The rubble from the dig to construct the power plant inside Ben Cruachan was used to build a part of A85 at the base of the mountain.