Hot and humid but having a great time. After a week of gathering family history in PA, I drove over to Ligonier, near Pittsburgh, for the Scottish Games. We camped out at Forbe's Trail campground and gathered for a ceilidh that night. Ceilidh is the Gaelic word for "visit" indicating that the event started out as an informal gathering at people's homes usually with lively music and dancing. And that's what we did. Ben called a reel and we danced around the flying embers of huge bonfire which Jack had prepared earlier in the day. At some point the McRowdies came marching down the side of the mountain, led by a boy holding a lantern. Bagpipes echoed off the hillside. It was an event that my grandchildren and I will never forget.
2 comments:
Your son-in-law won't forget it either! Henry
This is the BM at SQN again,my dad plays a Derring Black Diamond.
Next time you're at SQN check out the "Dismembered Tennessians",they're local here in Chattown,Blalock's music,Hixson Pk for more info.
Enjoying the blog
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