My cousin and I are vacationing in Scotland. We came to the land of our ancestors to attend a Clan Munro Gathering. Three hundred fifty (350) Munros attended the gathering at Foulis Castle, seat of Clan Munro and home of Chief Hector Munro. One hundred fifty (150) attendees were members of the Clan Munro USA Association. Others came from France, Canada, Australia and New Zealand.
Saturday at the castle, we attended medieval re-enactments, sheep dog and raptor demonstrations, learned about ancient weapons, weaving, dress, and forms of torture. I didn’t listen to the torture tales for very long. Men can devise ingenious methods of cruelty for others.
Young people played Celtic music on violins, guitars, and pipes. Celtic dancers performed to songs on the pipes. A pipe band marched us in to the festivities with a speech by the chief, and introduction to his family.
Sunday we toured Fort George. I will write a separate post on the fort. There is too much to tell here. Then we had a formal banquet at the castle Sunday night. The men looked dashing in their Munro tartan and Black Watch tartan kilts. The women were beautifully dressed in formal gowns trimmed in all kinds a Munro and Black Watch tartan fabric, sashes, rosettes, and other bobbles.
The Gathering was a celebration of clan and family to be remembered a lifetime. The clan brings a sense of belonging and fealty or loyalty to its members. The clan is family for those who are near and those who are far away.