The Caber Tossing during the Highland Fling activities in Loch Avie inspired a lot of comments about large poles, big wood, and how to handle it. You know how I feel about men in kilts, so I headed over from the Early Bird's 1950s party to see for myself:
The Baron, Mr. Smashcan, Mr. Writer, Col. O'Toole, and organizer Prof. Avalanche were the main competitors in their tartany goodness...and we ladies watched and swooned over them from the sidelines...
However, when asked if we'd like to try, I was the first to say yes and scored very well! Mind you, I did it in a fancy dress and high heels. Oof! Take
that gents!
Col. O'Toole ended up winning it all, showing us that he really knew his way around a large pole...Oh my, I couldn't resist...
I thought I would accompany LordAlbert to the dinner and put on my best Caledon tartan dress for the occasion. Hmm, I am surprised Lord did not wear his kilt. I suppose we were coordinated...
Capt. O'Toole presents the haggis to all, as Col. Somme plays the bagpipes...
A selection of traditional Burns dinner dishes such as haggis and neeps...
As the proceedings were held in Voice, that SL marvel often does inexplicable things to me and caused a crash. Upon my return as my human self, I found a seat at the table among my Steelhead neighbors and was delighted to see that so many of them had turned out for the event. Afterwards, there was a ceilidh in the snow-covered observatory lawn and I managed to get a dance in with the Doctor...
