Toward Castle

[Dirk Skene]

If I may ask ..... How did it feel to tread there?

[Mike1]

If I may ask ..... How did it feel to tread there?

People are likely not going to believe it, but the sense of deja vu was overwhelming. I'll not mention it being a very emotional time for me, as I don't want you to think me a softie.

When we first set foot on the docks at Dunoon, Carol suggested we hit the information center to determine where the Lamont Memorial was located. Somehow, I already knew. We got directions and Carol was about to give up, when I remarked we only needed to walk around a bend in the road and the monument would be at the top of the hill. Which happened to be exactly where it was, although I had never set foot in Dunoon before that day.

When we were walking down the road toward Toward (and for those wondering, Toward rhymes with Howard), I suddenly felt it was time to jump a fence and cut through a wooded area. And it was a good premonition, as we saw an entry gateway that many visitors to the area miss completely. I was unaware of its existence before that day, yet jumping that fence took us right to the gateway.

I've managed to sense connections to other areas of Scotland, even before I knew the connections existed. I've been in Alloa, in Clackmannanshire, on countless occasions. There's nothing real noteworthy in Alloa (excepting Alloa Tower, home to the Earl of Mar), yet I could always 'feel' something when I was in Alloa. Just a couple months ago, I found evidence of some of my maternal forebears having resided there in the later 17th century.

I cannot explain the feeling, other than a "knowledge" of where I am at the time.