In our previous post, a trip on the whiskey line, the train had a brief stop at Drummuir which we thought looked really interesting so after our train trip we went and found the station again.
At the station there are two wonderful carved wooden statues, one of an old man and one of a story telling chair, which I absolutely loved. I think Bramble looks really cute sitting in it.
The chair is set up with seats around it and I really hope it gets used by groups for storytelling.
The walk through the woods is really lovely and runs along the railway siding. The station is part of the Isla Way walking route which is 13 miles between Dufftown and Keith. It’s one we’re going to go back and do one day, especially the part between Dufftown and Drummuir as I’m sure we could do that in enough time to get the train back to the car.
After our wander through the woods we went to a nearby church that we had spotted as it looked like it had a fabulous graveyard. The war memorial outside the church is really lovely but has several of the same surnames which is really sad in such a small community.
This is Botriphnie Church which was built in 1816, though the original church on this site was built in the 12th century.
The graveyard is a really interesting mix of the old and the new. Some of the really old headstones are propped up around the walls and others are covered over by the grass..
We found this headstone which dates from the 1600’s and we loved how it looks like they just kept adding people wherever they could fit the writing.
This headstone is an old example of recycling – on one side there is the inscription for whoever is in the grave and then when you look at the back there is an upside down headstone which is obviously older. See, recycling isn’t a new idea.
Here’s a couple of the graves that the grass is taking over – some of the writing is visible on the one on the right which shows it is from the 1600’s.
Here’s another headstone from the 1600’s that was propped up against a wall with the moss slowly enveloping it.
I have to give a warning before the next two photos – WARNING, WARNING, ugly angel/cherub alert. The duo aren’t the prettiest, but the next one is quite disturbing and I think it was done by someone who has never carved a face in their lives.
Two of the gates in the churchyard – I love old metal gates, they add a touch of atmosphere to the setting.
There weren’t very many celtic crosses but these two are lovely with beautiful carvings on them.
This bench in the church grounds is to the memory of Reverend Ranald S R Gauld who was minister of the parish 1995 – 2014. We were intrigued by the odd socks carved into the bench so I googled the minister when we got home and discovered that he did indeed wear odd socks when he preached. There are two other benches to commemorate him that are in the grounds of other churches in the parish, and yes, they have odd socks on them too – I think we’ll have to go and find them one day.
Just a few random shots from our journey home – landscape view, a lovely house that’s in desperate need of some tlc, and a car in my favourite colour.
It was a great day out in a lovely area which we would definitely recommend you visit.
Until next time, be good, stay safe, and be kind to yourself this week.
Pamela & Ken
4 thoughts on “Ancient woodland, ancient graves, and a pair of odd socks”
What a fabulous adventure Pamela! Wow. I LOVE old graveyards and old headstones. They are very compelling. And they take me to another dimension, visiting centuries gone by in my mind…Those wood carvings are fantastic! Love the story-telling sculpture and the benches around it. And that is so neat about the Reverend wearing odd socks: What a curious quirk!Thanks for sharing your trip with us. You have such a fun life!Michele at Angels Bark
Hi Pam – what a fun post … I too love old graveyards and the things one can find … those odd socks are just brilliant – what fun. Amazing history … and recycling … just lovely – thanks Pam – I'd love to visit!! Cheers Hilary
Thanks Michele – I know what you mean about old graveyards, there's so much history in every stone. The story about the reverend is fabulous and so glad we noticed that bench.
Thanks Hilary, when we saw the socks carved into the bench I so hoped that it meant he wore odd socks so was really happy when I researched him. Sounds like a very cool minister.