Just got back from a trip up to Scotland to see the ancestral homestead. We took a train to Carlisle, rented a car, and drove into Kirkcudbright (kihr-KU-brie). It was some of the most beautiful country I’ve ever seen.
The castle’s pretty run down and small. It was actually built as just a residence rather than an actual castle. You can read a short history in one of the photos below. MacLellan tartan was available at a nearby kiltmaker shop, but I’ll wait until the summer (when we come back to play St. Andrews’ Old Course) for that.