Edinburgh was a cesspool back in the day. That's the first thing I learned from our new driver James. We set off on our last day to explore the borders and Hadrian's Wall. It was a lovely, sunny, Scottish morning around 9 am and as we exited the city, James told us the story of how Edinburgh earned it's nickname, 'Old Reeky.' Now in English we understand the word 'reek' as to mean something that smells. Technically, it means smokey but they use it as to smell as well. Edinburgh is essentially built on the giant, steep hill and before the days of indoor plumbing, when everyone would just throw their waste out the window, it would all run down this hill and into a giant pool at the bottom.
Our first stop, was Rosslyn Chapel, made ultra famous by Dan Brown's, The Da Vinci Code.
Naturally, Kerri found a cat. |
Rosslyn Chapel was a private chapel built and still owned by the Sinclair family, originally of Normandy a long long time ago. The Sinclairs were cousins to William the Conqueror and knights during the Battle of Hastings 1066AD. There was this woman, St Margaret, who was said to possess a piece of the cross that Jesus was crucified on. The Sinclairs served as cupbearers to St Margaret, so protectors in a way. St Margaret was to go to Scotland to marry the Scottish King and that's how the Sinclair family became connected to the Scottish royalty and to religious artifacts. They were gifted lands and on the lands built a castle, which is in ruins now, and a chapel.
The think perhaps Sir William built the chapel as a possible ticket into heaven. The chapel itself is really only a part of what eventually could have been a small cathedral. The part that is standing today took 40years to build, and Sir William died 38 years into the building of it. Around 1455.
Some of the things believed to be buried in the vaults underneath now or at one time: dead sea scrolls, Knights Templar treasure, jewels of Scotland, Ark of the Covenant, true cross from the 11th C, head of John the Baptist, remains of Mary Magdalene, and most recently, only because of Dan Brown, the holy grail.
Why not just go into the vault and find out? Good question. Well apparently, they can't find the vault door. And the Sinclair family refuses to have even have a little lighted camera go in a small hole to look around. Fair enough. It's a private chapel. They have family remains down there, and who knows if opening the vault could cause massive structural damage. So it seems, the mystery will continue forever.
We also learned a lot about the legend of the Knights Templar and their ties to royalty, such as Robert the Bruce. Robert the Bruce had offered them sanctuary when no one else would. In my last post I mentioned the Battle of Bannockburn and Robert the Bruce's win. Though Robert the Bruce and his men were outnumbered and were severely lacking in equipment, it turns out that suddenly they had things like helmets, good swords, etc. And it was reported that on the second day of battle, when things weren't looking good for Robert the Bruce, a group of Knights wearing white robes suddenly rode into battle and pushed back the British. That's where the believed connection came in. The history of the Knights Templar themselves is quite interesting, but perhaps that'll be for another time.
Remains of the Sinclair's castle |
After our tour of Rosslyn chapel, we moved on and stopped in a small, but quaint city, called Melrose. It is here that Robert the Bruce's heart was believed to have been buried. He had originally wanted it buried in the holy land, but when his men tried to take it there, they came across a group of Muslims in Spain, fought, and lost. The Muslims noticed these Knights were protecting this box and fought hard for it. So later when another group of crusaders came by, the Muslims gave them the box with the heart. Naturally, the crusaders coming back from the Holy Land did not want to turn around and go back, so the decided to have it buried at Melrose.
Melrose Abbey |
After Melrose and some delicious macaroni and cheese, we hoped back on our wee red bus and continued down to the borders. "See that dark spot? That's England. Stay away from there."
He was playing Rockin Robin on the bagpipes... |
'Ello Guvna!' |
Looking back at Scotland |
This is a road built over an old Roman road. In Roman days this route was a huge thoroughfare. |
In the 1800s, the King came to Scotland for the first time in 150 years. The Scottish wanted to create a huge ceremony to welcome him, kind of like the Olympic opening ceremonies. Sir Walter Scott was in charge of arranging it. The idea was to show the King that the rebellions were over and Scotland was loyal to him. Walter Scott took the idea of the tartans and made the colors brighter so they would create a visual spectacle. Naturally, if a tartan was as bright as you see them today (yellows, reds, etc) the enemy would see you from miles away. He also thought it would be great if the King would wear a kilt. The King wore a kilt, but supposedly had unsightly legs or something, so Sir Walter Scott gave him some lovely bright pink tights to wear. That didn't go over too well, but oh well.
THE ROBIN HOOD TREE
We arrived at Hadrian's Wall and took a short drive by the ROBIN HOOD tree, or Sycamore gap, before getting out and hiking along the wall to get to it. I saw hiking, because those were some steep climbs. We also learned that before battle, many times each member of the clan, who was fighting, would take a rock and build a pile. When the fight was over and they were able to walk off the battle field, they would go back the way they came until the pile. Then they would take a rock and throw it away. This way, they could essentially see how well the battle went. Small pile, it went well. Big pile, not so well.
Hadrian's Wall |
It used to be a much bigger wall, but over time it's eroded and well, if you look at the farms around, they also have stone walls...probably take from this wall.
I can picture Kevin Costner and Morgan Freeman there now... |
After our hike along Hadrian's Wall, we drove back to the safety of Scotland and had a "comfort break" in Jedburgh. There is a lovely old abbey there, and I'm sorry to say I don't know much about its history.
Jedburgh Abbey |
I never knew this, but the way spiral staircases were built, was actually for a military advantage. That is, if you are right-handed, and going up the staircase fighting, you wouldn't have a lot of room to maneuver your right hand with that side of the staircase being super narrow. If you were defending from the top down, your right hand and sword would be on the wide part, thus giving you more room to maneuver. In some dialects corrie-dukit (I may have spelled that wrong) means left handed. Corrie, sounding like Kerr (the left-handed family.) We know the expression, 'put up your dukes' or 'to duke it out'. Dukes means hands in Scottish dialect, so perhaps that's where the expressions comes from!
The last thing I learned before we rolled back into Edinburgh was that the last person to be imprisoned for witchcraft in Scotland was in 1944. It was a woman named Helen Duncan, from Callander (in my last post I have a picture from there.) She was said to have the gift of sight. One day in 1941 a ship, the HMS Barham, went down. A local lad had died on that ship and he appeared to Helen that night and explained how he had died and how the ship had gone down. Helen, being neighborly, told his family what he had said. She passed his message along. Now because no one had heard of this ship going down, because the government had wanted it that way, because they were being shady like governments usually are, they assumed that Helen was spying. Instead of charging her for espionage, they tried her for false prophecy, which was an old witchcraft law. But, she died mysteriously in captivity.
And that concludes my trip to Scotland. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! And no. I was never able to get money.
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