We passed a elderly gentleman, complete with tweed jacket and corduroy slacks, out for a leisurely stroll.
We completely missed the castle and did not realize our mistake until we crossed River Lochy and looked back to admire Ben Nevis. What a pretty picture the castle makes with the Ben in the background!
The castle was surprisingly intact for dating back to the 13th century and going through lots of wear and tear in the meantime (several battles, plenty of forceful takeovers, etc.).
We walked around the courtyard imagining the hustle and bustle that would have taken place here way back when.
I climbed crumbling stairs.
We walked around the perimeter and imagined where the moat would have been.
These lovely flowers blanketed the courtyard.