All Things Scottish, Day 10

Another grey, rainy, windy day with nothing much interesting available to do. So in the end it was a pretty light day, with an excursion to the Westernmost Point on the British Mainland, and its lighthouse (Ardnamurchan Point.) It was... meh.

I grew up in a village called Scotstown in Quebec -- completely unrelated to anything Scottish -- but I needed to feed my curiosity. So, just because, and just because it was 3 miles off my route, I stopped in a small hamlet (as indicated on the Road Atlas) called Scotstown. It turns out it's three houses along a rural road, but they conveniently had signs out front, so a photograph was taken for posterity.