The Scottish Trail

W orking on the Precambrian rocks I traveled to Scotland O n way to Edinburgh I crossed the undulating Highlands R oad was serpentine, built on hanging rocks and debris L ined by thick unbroken strands of birch and pine trees D ressed in tartan skirt bagpipers on roadside played free. C rossing the glen on foot I almost sank like in quicksand R oaming in the moors the reindeers framed a sight grand U nder a veil of mist the Loch Ness didn’t show its monster I n a hurry I couldn’t have covered the whiskey trail faster S cotch in dashes of small pegs went straight to my head E nticing me to remember fondly the beauty of Scotland. September 24, 2017. Contest : World Cruise Sponsored by : Kevin Shaw