Bonnie Scotland Trip - Part Two - Inchmahome Isle - Nun's Walk and Nun's Hill

Nun's Walk and Nun's Hill 

Scottish Folklore

 Inchmahome,  a place of beauty and retirement— where Nature has richly displayed her varied charms— combined with the ever hallowed associations that are heard in every echo, that linger in every glen, that rest on the .heathery hillside, and are wafted back by every balmy breeze which floats around its shores — the Lake of Monteith, and the fairy islands that nestle on its bosom, stand alone in their glory.

 Fabulous wall ruins everywhere, couldn't help but touch :o) 

 I wanted to return to the fallen tree in the picture below. It seemed very old, with lots of stories to tell. 

 'Hey Liz!' Snapshot ;o) 

 The whole island made us both feel uplifted

 Chestnut trees at least 400 years old! Wow!

 The Island of Inchmahome is beautifully wooded; many of the trees have attained an immense size, and have spread their antlered heads for ages over its hallowed soil. A number of these monarchs of the forest have yielded to the gale, and their gigantic trunks lie scattered over the soil that gave them birth, telling the spectator that the most noble of earth’s productions will eventually pass away. 

 The Nun's Hill is more like a mound. It is the only one on this side of the isle, beautiful!

There is a smaller mound, by the lake, nearer to ferry (same side) by the North side of Priory.

A gentle eminence, on the south-eastern corner of the island, bears the name of the “ Nuns’ Hill;” and on this knoll, it is said, the nuns used to disport themselves, and gather pebbles on the shore, during the intervals of their holy functions. A communication from the Nunnery—by a walk, guarded on each side by high walls, and still called the “Nuns’ Walk”—led to this place of retirement, and completely screened them from the vulgar gaze.

This mound appears to have been partly natural and partly artificial. It has finely sloping sides, with flat top, and a large oak tree spreads its withered arms around its summit; while, at the east side, a beautiful specimen of native fir hangs its green tresses over the ancient walk, once trod by holy feet alone.

Between a point on the south side of the island and the adjacent “Talla” or “Earl’s Isle,” there is an echo that will repeat several words at a time; and oft has this “hollow sound” returned the holy voice of a monk or nun, and sent back the thundering tones of a belted knight or warrior, or whispered from isle to isle the lisping accents of the virgin Queen, as the fairy thing sported along the pebbled shore.

(Photos further down)

 A few more weeks and this will all be covered in Bluebells. 

It will look like a carpet of purple flowers :o) 

 Liz was always ahead of me, as I kept stopping to take snapshots of trees and the view, lol. 

A little further, and Liz found a slab of stone, marking the nun's folklore burial site. I'll add the story at the end of the blog post. 

Liz and I left a couple of flowers on the slab - It felt very peaceful here

 Coming down Nun's Hill (past Arnmach to Inch Talla Isle)

 View to Inch Talla

 The western half of the island united with “Talla,” the Earl’s residence, to form the Earl’s demesne; and, but a few years ago, Inchmahome could boast of a rare and beautiful orchard, but which has unfortunately been allowed to fall into decay. The tourist no longer looks upon the trees beneath whose boughs earls roamed, or monarchal hands plucked the golden fruit. 

Taken from an old book - 

(No buildings exist in this area now, but there are ruins of walls scattered around this part of the isle).

 On the south of the Priory, stand the ruins of a large nunnery, said to be the oldest building on the island. It measures nearly one hundred feet long, and the lower storey has been arched over. One of the apartments, the kitchen, is still standing —the large chimney and fireplace being very entire. The windings of a stair which has reached to some high portion of the building can also be traced.

This building is traditionally called “ The Nunnery,” but for what reason I cannot discover, there being no note in history that there had ever been a nunnery or nuns on the island. Graham of Duchray says it was the “dwellings of the churchmen.”

On the south-western portion of the island, and surrounded by a broken-down wall, is the original flower garden of the Earls of Menteith. This plot of ground is thirty-five yards square, and in the centre stands a fine old boxwood tree, said to have been planted by Queen Mary.

 Taking closer snapshots of Inch Talla castle ruins from Inchmahome isle

The story of the nun  

 A romantic height on the south side of Inschemachame, exists a place called the Nun's-hill.

A nun, who having fallen in love with a son of one of the first Earls of Menteith, resolved to throw aside the veil, break her vow, and leave the dungeons of Cambuskenneth for the sweets of Talla. A meeting had been arranged on this particular spot, and a boat provided on the eastern shore to take the nun to Inchmahome. But alas for love! a neighbouring clan invaded the Earl’s domain, and leading his father’s clansmen against the foe, the brave youth fell on the dark braes of Mondhuie. In his last moments, the youth unconsciously divulged to his confessor his meeting with the nun. Enraged at the insult offered to his church, the cruel monk resolved to be revenged. 

Disguised as the young nobleman, he watched the arrival of the runaway nun. Well, ’twas a clear moonlight night when the monk threw aside the gown and cowl for a warrior’s dress, and took his place on the appointed spot. By-and-by a small black speck is seen on the Inchie shore; ’twas the nun in her lover’s boat. She, footsore and weary, had trod the plain from Stirling to the lake, and was now pushing her scallop over the tiny waves. Shortly the boat touched the sand, and the fair lady sprang into her supposed lover’s arms; but, alas! it was only to be hurled back to perish in the blue waters. 

Next day the monks on the island had the body taken from the lake, and interred in an upright posture on the knoll—hence the “Nun’s Hill.” A large stone near the top of the hill marks the supposed spot. At a certain hour in the evening, tradition says, a dark figure may yet be seen treading the “Nuns’ Hill.” 

The website has links and more info of the book road trip. 

http://www.traceyannemccartney.com/places-in-books.php

'A Carpet of Purple Flowers' is available to pre-order on Amazon HERE

Excerps of Summer at the Lake of Monteith from HERE

love and light

Trace

xoxo

Bonnie Scotland Trip - Part One - Inchmahome Priory :o)

THE TROSSACHS

Woohoo! Back from Scotland. Had a wonderful time visiting the places mentioned in the book, prior to last revisions, in time for the release in October 2015. 

Inchmahome Island in Lake Menteith 

Part One - Inchmachome Priory

The name "Inchmahome" comes from the Gaelic Innis MoCholmaig, meaning Island of St Colmaig.

The priory was founded in 1238 by the Earl of Menteith, Walter Comyn, for a small community of the Augustinian order (the Black Canons). The Comyn family were one of the most powerful in Scotland at the time, and had an imposing country house on Inch Talla, one of the other islands on the Lake of Menteith. There is some evidence that there was a church on the island before the priory was established.

 The priory has a long history of receiving many notable guests. King Robert the Bruce visited three times: in 1306, 1308 and 1310. His visits were likely politically motivated, as the first prior had sworn allegiance to Edward I, the English king. In 1358 the future King Robert II also stayed at the priory. In 1547 the priory served as a refuge for Queen Mary, aged four, hidden here for a few weeks following the disastrous defeat of the Scots army at the Battle of Pinkie Cleugh during the Rough Wooing.

 Crossing Menteith Lake by ferry to Inchmahome Isle

 The Port 

The decline of the monastic orders in the 16th century was hastened by the fact that the heads of abbeys and priories became appointees of the local landowner, who often did not share the religious goals of the monks or ordained priests. In 1547, the office passed to John, Lord Erskine, who later became head of Cambuskenneth and Dryburgh abbeys. The Scottish Reformation meant that there were no new priests being ordained, and religious land and buildings gradually passed into secular hands, leading to the priory's inevitable decline. In 1606 the land and property passed to the Erskine family, and later to the Marquess of Montrose; the 6th Duke of Montrose passed it into the care of the State in 1926.

 Arriving at the isle

 Although most of the buildings are now ruins, much of the original 13th century structure remains, and it is now in the care of Historic Scotland, who maintain and preserve it as an important historic site. The priory can be visited by boat, operated by Historic Scotland from the nearby pier at Port of Menteith, from March to September.

 I just had to sit on this ancient wall

 Elizabeth, who is like a sister to me, has read the manuscript, several times, and offered to join me on a book road trip. She couldn't wait to visit the places mentioned in the book.  :o) 

 Fireplace

 Fireplace 

 These pictures caught the sun's rays beautifully

 The Chapter House

My heart felt light with the reality of being in the place I'd written about. 

It was more magical than I'd ever imagined :o) 

 Latte break :o 

love and light

Trace

xoxo