Aye, Aye! This weekend Scott and I channeled our inner Scottish selves.
Scott is part “Scott”ish (ha!), Irish & English, and has interested me in learning as much as I can about Celtic traditions and heritage. When we heard it was time for the Scottish Highland Games, we were all about it.
The first rule of attending a festival just for Scots is to try their food. I opted for a Shepherd’s Pie with a side of IRN BRU:
(both were ridiculously delicious.)
while others preferred ground sheep’s pluck (heart, liver and lungs), also known as Scottish Haggis.
I don’t care if having a bite of that is considered good luck for a year… I’m pretty sure that was my one and only time experiencing that. I just wish I had I a picture of my face when I found out what I just put in my mouth – EEK!
Luckily, I quickly got distracted by the sheep tossing contest.
Although they weren’t real sheep…the women were tossing real weights over on the other side.
After the games, Scott and I tried to find anything with “Hess” on it, since that’s where Hesington stems from.
No such luck… but I did find a Claddagh Ring!
To summarize the rest of our day: there was sheep herding…
some axe throwing…
some elk skinned new friends…
and some kilt wearing men…
The remainder of the details are found in this (what I found to be entertaining) video:
Hope you enjoyed it. Cheerio! 🙂