Haisted with Expeditioune

[to the Captain of Dunstaffnage] Loving Cusin, Sieing the bark is come heir with the meal I desire now that you send onelie about threttie seckis alongis in Auchnabrekis boat and lat all the rest remaine till my farder ordours. In the meantime haist heir all the amunitione, powder, lead and matches that come fra […]

Là Inbhir Lòchaidh

Alasdair of sharp, biting blades, if you had the heroes of Mull with you, you would have stopped those who got away, as the dulse-eating rabble took to their heels. Alasdair, son of handsome Colla, skilled hand at cleaving castles, you put to flight the Lowland pale-face: what kale they had taken came out again. […]

Is It True That He’s a Traitor?

Montrose, Montrose, you were the rose You gave your life for loyalty But it’s no’ the hour for a rose tae flower Between the kirk and royalty Montrose Father, father, tell me, why do the horsemen ride Why do the troopers look so grim by Jamie Graham’s side Is it true that he’s a traitor, […]

Alasdair Mac Colla Chiotaich Mac Domhnuill

A figure of Gaelic folklore, Alasdair the son of Colla the Left-handed MacDonald was born into Clan Donald around 1610 on the island of Colonsay in the Outer Hebrides. As Clan Donald was spread across them, Mac Colla had experience of both the Scottish Highlands and Islands and the Gaeltacht of Ireland. A soldier like […]