Haggis and Neaps. And find the Bananas.

Although the Scots try to kid you that Haggis is a wild creature captured on mountainsides, it's really offal pudding. And damned delicious.

 

Here are the Cook, the Bosun (piping in the Haggis on a miniature bagpipes), the Cook's lovely daughter, and the Walking Guide (who is about to "address" the Haggis- normally only done on Burns night. The staff were exceptionally lovely.

Louise, from Watheroo, WA, whose idea the Canal trip was, found a wandering Piper and brought him back to the boat.

He played for us and explained the costume. Louise asked if that was his Clan tartan, and he said No, he was a Scotsman and bought that plaid because he found it on special. He reckoned clan tartans are mostly a marketing gimmick for rich Americans:). He's played at the Edinburgh Tattoo a couple of times.

The Sporran here is made from Horsehair. Btw, that's my suitcase near his left leg.

It was BBQ night. Here's the Skipper, keeping watch over the BBQ fire. He's a super experienced 26 yr old New Zealander who is most at home on the salty seas. And he can BBQ too!