pecwanpete: Celtic Festival

After viewing the Mettlinger blog, I was certain there was nothing I could possibly add to the already existing cuteness seen here: http://mettlingers.blogspot.com/2011/07/straw.html and here: http://mettlingers.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-friends.html. I want to say that I was incapable of taking any good photos because I was absolutely dumbfounded by the lack of beer tents at the Celtic festival. No beer? Celts didn't drink beer?? I mean, we could see the enormous bellies on the gigantic bearded and kilt clad men. They DON'T drink beer? Then I remembered who I was with (besides Rowan and Abby), and realized that was no excuse. I'm quite certain Sus was just as distracted, but STILL took fantastic photos. Well, I've added a few anyhow, but I encourage you to look at the links above. AND, an hour later, after cruising around, playing on the castle/fortress, watching the bagpipe players and searching for the sheepdog demos, the sun shone brightly upon the Jousting Pub, where lo and behold, Guiness was being served. From there we had a fantastic view of the highland games where gigantic men and women were involved in the caber toss (giant logs) and the sheaf toss (heavy burlap sack being tossed over a pole vault like bar with a pitch fork). Though I'm quite certain Rowan and Abby provided a bit of entertainment for most as well.