Friday, September 11, 2009


Entrance to Culloden; on the field, the placement of the
regiments is denoted by red and blue flags

Culloden has a superb visitor center that makes sense of these
highly complicated times and issues, using all kinds of
hands-on as well as high-tech means; we also went on the
battlefied tour

One of many Highlander memorials

The memorial wall: 1500 off-set stones for
Highlanders killed, 50 for government troops
killed; the Redcoats at this point had figured
out the Highland Charge (or, as Frederick the
Great once said, "God favors the larger

Prince Charles Edward's Liqueur, the "Spirit of '45" the labels
used to say...

From Killiecrankie we drove further into the Highlands on the A9, stopping at Aviemar and then Inverness for shopping. We proceeded on to nearby Culloden, the great battlefeld where, in 1746, the Duke of Cumberland finally and decisively put down the Jacobites and Bonnie Prince Charlie, the Catholic and Stuart claimant to the British throne. (Well, his dad, actually). It was a great slaughter--”with extreme prejudice”, "no quarter," that is, no prisoners--after which followed the Proscriptions, banning weapons, tartans, and the clans, for good. All this despite the fact that Cumberland's army included many Highlanders loyal to the King. Oh well, collateral damage. Personally, I am grateful in that, after the rout, the Bonnie Prince hid out with various of his followers, including the Mackinnons of Skye, to whom he gave his still-secret recipe for Drambuie, my favorite liqueur. They're still making it. And we'll be making the pilgrimage to the Isle of Skye a bit later.

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