Stalking in a kilt...

I've never stalked in a kilt but driven grouse as a keeper wearing one in the estate/family tarten.
Thank the Lord for gaiters in longish heather.
 
Long standing friend of mine,if he's outdoors with a gun he's in his Stewart kilt. Bisley, pheasant beating, stalking locally, vermin days et al.
Retiring to the Isle of Arran within the next month or two,look out for him if any SD members live there.
Ex Scots Guards,sound man.
 

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Both Cluny estate and the late Tommy Macpherson's bit of land are just west of Newtonmore.

The Macpherson estate near Kingussie is Balavil.

No, that wasn't a Macpherson to my knowledge (who killed the Red Fox)

No you are quite right it wasn’t a Macpherson……..but who was it ?
 
Both Cluny estate and the late Tommy Macpherson's bit of land are just west of Newtonmore.

The Macpherson estate near Kingussie is Balavil.

No, that wasn't a Macpherson to my knowledge (who killed the Red Fox)
Just asking because I'm interested in what your on about. Can you give us the full story please.
 
It is a well known fact over here that many centuries ago the Scots let us have the kilt and in exchange we let them have the secret and mystical means by which to make Whiskey. Sadly as none of the Alba types had had an education they couldn’t spell it and over the centuries it slowly evolved from grunts and urgent hand signals to “Whisky” - shame really but fortunately an easy means to differentiate between quality distillations brought from heaven by angels and supp for the indigenous be-kilted big jessies!
The result of this early con barter for us was the Saffron, none of your subservient to the local poofy laird’s particular colour scheme for us - real men went for a mustard yellow colour which has been worn to many wars with pride ever since and rightly so.
Sooo wind forward to a few years ago when lady FB was to be honoured by HMQ with an MBE at Buckingham Palace (some said for being married to me) and himself was to attend in the usual supporting role - so what to wear? Easypeasy - the Saffron, what else? So off we went to the tailors and yer man emerged resplendent in full Saffron and rather pleased with the result. Then the soon to be bemedalled one announced “you can’t wear that - it clashes with my kingfisher blue outfit!”. So that was that, the outfit that was worn for centuries in many famous battles including the 1st July 1916 advance of The Ulsters at Thiepval Wood was promptly consigned to history. As a concession a kilt was indeed worn but saffron it was not. However the morr-in-law being an Aberdonian and also attending the investiture was quite made up seeing the man of her daughter’s dreams bedecked in a kilt - so that took some of the sting out of it.
Sooo, I give you…
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Sometimes it really is better to have worn than never to have worn at all.
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It is a well known fact over here that many centuries ago the Scots let us have the kilt and in exchange we let them have the secret and mystical means by which to make Whiskey. Sadly as none of the Alba types had had an education they couldn’t spell it and over the centuries it slowly evolved from grunts and urgent hand signals to “Whisky” - shame really but fortunately an easy means to differentiate between quality distillations brought from heaven by angels and supp for the indigenous be-kilted big jessies!
The result of this early con barter for us was the Saffron, none of your subservient to the local poofy laird’s particular colour scheme for us - real men went for a mustard yellow colour which has been worn to many wars with pride ever since and rightly so.
Sooo wind forward to a few years ago when lady FB was to be honoured by HMQ with an MBE at Buckingham Palace (some said for being married to me) and himself was to attend in the usual supporting role - so what to wear? Easypeasy - the Saffron, what else? So off we went to the tailors and yer man emerged resplendent in full Saffron and rather pleased with the result. Then the soon to be bemedalled one announced “you can’t wear that - it clashes with my kingfisher blue outfit!”. So that was that, the outfit that was worn for centuries in many famous battles including the 1st July 1916 advance of The Ulsters at Thiepval Wood was promptly consigned to history. As a concession a kilt was indeed worn but saffron it was not. However the morr-in-law being an Aberdonian and also attending the investiture was quite made up seeing the man of her daughter’s dreams bedecked in a kilt - so that took some of the sting out of it.
Sooo, I give you…
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Very similar to a Black Watch Tartan and very smart too...... when my long departed grandfather got his MBE it was top hat and tails! Different times indeed!
I believe that it was the Black Watch indeed though others may know better….
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I know of two people who still wear (or wore on one case - he died recently) kilts for everything. Both farm and are keen stalkers. One caught Lymes disease whilst working with sheep in a kilt and the other is still evading it dispite spending 100+ days a year on the hill. I think down to luck though and his hill might be a clean one.

I am told it was very common to stalk in a kilt up until the 70s and the main problem is chafing on the hem aside from the ticks etc
 
Was that in the book/film or real life? Haven't read/seen the former for many years

It’s real life directly linked to the killing.

Years ago l purchased an Oigee Gnom rifle scope (Alex Henry legend inscribed) from a very fascinating knowledgeable nice guy who lived in Edinburgh and in the course of the transaction l was told that the scope was fitted to a small bore rifle that belonged to his father and was used for sniping in the Burma campaign.

Some time after the transaction was completed he asked did l know anything about the ‘Mackenzie secret’, as l was so interested in Mackenzie history ??
Well he kept me on tenterhooks for what seemed like ages then he finally recounted to me the historical events that led to the creation of the secret, this was long before any publicised knowledge that l was aware of.

Keep digging.

I must apologise to any of the Mackenzie clan if I have spelt their surname incorrectly.
 
Just to finished this thread off.

As it turned out, I did not wear my kilt on the Hill in the Outer Hebrides, but she did get an airing on the local beaches.


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