Tour Scotland short 4K travel video clip, with Scottish music, of the South Bank of Loch Tay, Scottish Gaelic, Loch Tatha, a freshwater loch on ancesty, family history visit to the Perthshire Highlands. Loch Tay is in the Perth and Kinross and Stirling council areas. The watershed of Loch Tay traditionally formed the historic province of Breadalbane. Killin at the head of the loch, and Kenmore at the outflow of the River Tay, are the main settlements on the lochside today. The smaller settlements of Acharn, Ardeonaig and Ardtalnaig are located on the south side of the loch whilst Fearnan and Lawers are on the north side. The loch is a popular spot for salmon fishing, and many of its surroundings feature in the traditional Scottish Loch Tay Boat Song. In 1882 a company named the Loch Tay Steamboat Company was established by the then Earl of Breadalbane to operate steamer services on the Loch. Clan Campbell is one of the most ancient clans of Scotland, it's origins being in Clan Alpin, named after Kenneth MacAlpin who was the first ancient king of the early united Scotland. The Campbells were a powerful Clan with a burning desire to expand their lands, indeed the ambition of the 16 the century Black Duncan Campbell of the cowl was to be able to travel on his own lands from the east to the west coast of Scotland. It was an ambition he achieved to the cost of many of his neighbours. The Campbells acquired their lands mainly through guile and legal process, largely with the support of some of Scotlands kings. It was the Campbells who hounded the MacGregors, the McEwans and many other unfortunate clans to the verge of extinction. The Campbells were also great castle builders, owning at one stage castles spread over the full width of Scotland, included were: Dunstafnage and Barcaldine near Oban, Kilchurn on Loch Awe, Lock Dochart Castle, Finlarig at Killin, Ardeonaig castle on Loch Tay and Balloch castle, later known as Taymouth, at Kenmore. Of interest to folks with ancestry, genealogy or Scottish Family Roots in Scotland who may wish to visit one day. Find things to see and do in Scotland where you are always welcome.
The Loch Tay Boat Song
When I've done the work of day
And I row my boat away
Down the waters of Loch Tay
When the evening light is falling
Then I look towards Ben Lawers
Where the after glories glow
And I dream on two bright eyes
With a merry mouth below
She's my beauteous nighean ruadh
She's my joy and sorrow too
Though I own she is not true
Ah, but I cannot live without her
For my heart's a boat in tow
And I'd give the world to know
If she means to let me go
As I sing hori horo
Nighean ruadh, your lovely hair
Has more beauty I declare
Than all the tresses fair
From Killin to Aberfeldy
Be they lint-white, gold or brown
Be they blacker than the sloe
They mean not as much to me
As a melting flake of snow
And her dance is like the gleam
Of the sunlight on the stream
And the songs the wee folk sing
They're the songs she sings at milking
But my heart is full of woe
For last night she bade me go
And the tears begin to flow
As I sing hori horo
When I've done the work of day
And I row my boat away
Down the waters of Loch Tay
When the evening light is falling
Then I look towards Ben Lawers
Where the after glories glow
And I dream on two bright eyes
With a merry mouth below
The Gaelic words "nighean ruadh" mean "red-haired girl".The Loch Tay Boat Song
When I've done the work of day
And I row my boat away
Down the waters of Loch Tay
When the evening light is falling
Then I look towards Ben Lawers
Where the after glories glow
And I dream on two bright eyes
With a merry mouth below
She's my beauteous nighean ruadh
She's my joy and sorrow too
Though I own she is not true
Ah, but I cannot live without her
For my heart's a boat in tow
And I'd give the world to know
If she means to let me go
As I sing hori horo
Nighean ruadh, your lovely hair
Has more beauty I declare
Than all the tresses fair
From Killin to Aberfeldy
Be they lint-white, gold or brown
Be they blacker than the sloe
They mean not as much to me
As a melting flake of snow
And her dance is like the gleam
Of the sunlight on the stream
And the songs the wee folk sing
They're the songs she sings at milking
But my heart is full of woe
For last night she bade me go
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