An entry from Sinclair 2000: A Personal View by Malcolm Caithness
Thursday 3rd August
Oh no it is all over.
The coaches from the various hotels slowly assembled at the Weigh Inn
and we divided those going South into two coaches for Edinburgh and two
for Glasgow where it had been easier to get accommodation. Some had gone
or were going their own way such as to Orkney so numbers were down from
the journey North. Tears started to flow as goodbyes were said but luckily
there was a good farewell group of locals to wave them away which made the
pain less.
Rory, who was staying up for another week, was on hand again to pipe
them away and the hotel staff were also waving from the windows. We all
moved to the roadside when Berrie suddenly said "the banner".
He rushed to the car and just as the first coach drew out he was charging
back down the road towards it, kilt flying, banner waving on its pole -
a truly great and memorable sight and just how a Jacobite charge would have
been led.
The last coach went out of sight and a small group of us were left
behind - a little forlorn and wiping away the tears. An idea suggested
by John three years ago had become a dream, a practical proposition,
a happening and a fantastic success.
We had not got wet nor bitten alive by midges. It was only later that
I realised that many caught some dreaded throat/chest bug that took its toll
on some in a major way afterwards. That seemed to have been the only
disappointment.
All of this would not have been possible without the hard work and
co-operation of so many people. It would not have been so inexpensive
but for the generosity of Niven. It was a huge team effort and thanks
are due to everyone for playing their part, being on time and remaining
cheerful.
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