Strathisla Distillery and Huntly Castle

We had a really full day today with lots of walking and train-travel. We took the train to Keith which is a very small village about an hour north-west from Aberdeen. I thought Doug would like to visit a whisky distillery and Keith is home to the Strathisla distillery.

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Question: Does anyone know which whisky is made at the Strathisla distillery?

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Answer: Chivas Regal!!

Personally I think whisky is the most disgusting thing ever invented but I quite like visiting these distilleries because they’re interesting places and usually in buildings which are pleasing to look at. Strathisla did not disappoint.

After our whisky stop we caught the train to Huntly to see Huntly Castle which looked particularly lovely in autumn colours.

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As you can see we had beautiful weather but mum and Doug, who are used to days like this every day in Brisbane, would have preferred overcast and gloomy. In fact, on their first day here I caught Doug putting zinc cream on his nose before heading out for a walk. I had to explain that zinc cream is not necessary in Scotland, especially in November 🙂

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I’m standing in the castle brewery in this next photo and the sign behind me says “Alewife’s brew”. An alewife was the word they used for a woman who brewed ale.

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Right next to Huntly Castle is the Nordic Outdoor Ski Centre and they were having an open day today, so we decided to check it out and the kids did some tubing. I even chatted for quite a while with Brodie Murray, a cross-country skier on the British team, and he was really nice.

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Ben stood at the top of the slope pushing the kids down and on one occasion, just as he pushed Elizabeth, he heard a ripping sound and then felt a draft between his legs. He put an enormous hole in his trousers and had to walk all the way back to the train station, then catch the train, then walk all the home from the train station with his underpants visible to anyone who looked. I’m sure I saw a couple of girls on the train whispering and laughing at him. I would have taken a photo except that it might have meant I could no longer claim to have a G-rated blog, so instead I took a photo of the trousers *after* he took them off.

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I think we’ll chuck those in the bin 🙂