The cabers used at Inverness are supplied by the Forestry Commission and prepared by the apprentices at local construction firm ROK. The smallest caber is 15 foot long and the biggest is over 18 foot long.
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Friday, 31 July 2009
Inverness Highland Games - 11
An important event at any Highland Games is Tossing the Caber.
The cabers used at Inverness are supplied by the Forestry Commission and prepared by the apprentices at local construction firm ROK. The smallest caber is 15 foot long and the biggest is over 18 foot long.
The cabers used at Inverness are supplied by the Forestry Commission and prepared by the apprentices at local construction firm ROK. The smallest caber is 15 foot long and the biggest is over 18 foot long.
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Inverness Highland Games - 10
Here we see traditional Scottish music being played in the marquee.
By yon bonnie banks,
And by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love
Were ever want to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
'Twas then that we parted
In yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
Where in purple hue
The Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.
Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
The wee birdie sang
And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart it kens
Nae second Spring again,
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting.
Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
By yon bonnie banks,
And by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love
Were ever want to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
'Twas then that we parted
In yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
Where in purple hue
The Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.
Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
The wee birdie sang
And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart it kens
Nae second Spring again,
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting.
Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
Wednesday, 29 July 2009
Inverness Highland Games - 9
Here we see some traditional Scottish dancing at the Games.
Far off in sunlit places
Sad are the Scottish faces
Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming
for the homeland again.
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
Far off in sunlit places
Sad are the Scottish faces
Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming
for the homeland again.
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
Tuesday, 28 July 2009
Inverness Highland Games - 8
What a glorious image we have here!
High in the misty highlands
Out by the purple islands
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies
Wild are the winds to meet you
Staunch are the friends that greet you
Kind as the light that shines
From fair maiden's eyes.
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
High in the misty highlands
Out by the purple islands
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies
Wild are the winds to meet you
Staunch are the friends that greet you
Kind as the light that shines
From fair maiden's eyes.
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
Monday, 27 July 2009
Inverness Highland Games - 7
At long last it was time for the entry of the pipers!
Hark, when the night is falling
Hear, hear the pipes are calling
Loudly and proudly calling
Down through the Glen.
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits
Of the old highland men.
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
Hark, when the night is falling
Hear, hear the pipes are calling
Loudly and proudly calling
Down through the Glen.
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits
Of the old highland men.
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
Sunday, 26 July 2009
17th Sunday of Ordinary Time
Today we read of Jesus feeding 5,000 people with just five barley loaves and two fish.
Miraculous? Yes, but nothing like as miraculous as the priest turning bread and wine into the Body and Blood of Christ!
O Food of men wayfaring,
the bread of angels sharing,
O Manna from on high!
We hunger; Lord, supply us,
nor thy delights deny us,
whose hearts to thee draw nigh.
O stream of love past telling,
O purest fountain, welling
from out the Saviour's side!
We faint with thirst; revive us,
of thine abundance give us,
and all we need provide.
O Jesus, by thee bidden,
we here adore thee, hidden
'neath forms of bread and wine.
Grant when the veil is riven,
we may behold, in heaven,
thy countenance divine.
Happy Sunday!
Miraculous? Yes, but nothing like as miraculous as the priest turning bread and wine into the Body and Blood of Christ!
O Food of men wayfaring,
the bread of angels sharing,
O Manna from on high!
We hunger; Lord, supply us,
nor thy delights deny us,
whose hearts to thee draw nigh.
O stream of love past telling,
O purest fountain, welling
from out the Saviour's side!
We faint with thirst; revive us,
of thine abundance give us,
and all we need provide.
O Jesus, by thee bidden,
we here adore thee, hidden
'neath forms of bread and wine.
Grant when the veil is riven,
we may behold, in heaven,
thy countenance divine.
Happy Sunday!
Saturday, 25 July 2009
Inverness Highland Games - 6
Today we celebrate the Feast of St James.
Here we see some pipers practicing (in the rain) ready for their triumphal entry to the main arena. It was good that their highland dress was veiled - as it made their eventual arrival that much more special.
Happy Feast!
Here we see some pipers practicing (in the rain) ready for their triumphal entry to the main arena. It was good that their highland dress was veiled - as it made their eventual arrival that much more special.
Happy Feast!
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