Back on the mainland, we made a pilgrimage of a different sort. Our friend and travel companion is a golfer, so today we journeyed to his holy grail, the Old Course at St. Andrews. Even I felt a bit choked up when they let us walk out across the green to visit the wee Swilken Burn bridge on the famous18th.
And no visit would be quite complete without drinks at The Jigger, reputed to be the 19th Hole on the course.