120 months. 10 years. However it is measured, the time since our wedding has gone by so very fast.

And so we went all in.
Our point of demarcation was a small, hectic filled little coffee shop chock full of folks waiting for their tour bus. The opportunity for coffee and pasties was too tempting to pass up.
The first stop was in Dunkeld where we explored a beautiful little cathedral located near the River Tay. As with most Scottish history, it had more than a tinge of the madness of war and slaughter in the name of greed and power. It seemed so out of place and possibility in this bucolic setting.

This particular waterfall could easily have been located on the Black River in the Upper Peninsula.

On the return we visited a whisky distillery in Aberfeldy, that included (ahem) a tasting. We are bringing home a whole bottle’s worth of tastings, a fair amount of knowledge about distilling scotch, and even a piece of a barrel stave to turn in to pens.
Our guide for the distillery tour, Dennis, used his ample brogue as well as his long term experience with the spirits to make the tour fascinating. Here he is near the end of the tour at a special tasting of 24 year old scotch.
Tomorrow: An Anniversary to Remember (Part 2), The Angels' Share.
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