The story is about my trip a few years ago, one of many
hiking trips my friends and I took to Scotland. In the Glencoe Valley we took a
group photo with the tall silent white-haired stranger wearing a kilt and a
carrying a stick. At dinner the inn owner suggested that the man we met earlier was in
fact The Ghost of Glencoe massacred 400 years ago. Sure enough the mysterious Scotsman
was not in the group photo.