The misted glens of the Highlands moved me to tears. Standing there, taking it in, it was unexpected to find myself tearing up. It may be one of the top 3 most beautiful places I’ve laid my eyes upon. Because I love history, I envisioned what it must’ve been like when the massacre occurred between the enemies; the Campbells and the MacDonalds.
We spent time just exploring the hills and taking photos. Within seconds, our youngest son had taken off down a hill, surrounded by an electrifying “sea” of green! They say the Highlands are not that tall in actuality—it was surreal. The grandeur of these hills was imposing, majestic, and transported us to and from history to present time.