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As we slide into winter it is a beautifully dramatic time in Scotland when
white wintery mountains can wear snow like billowing wedding gowns. Why not take the chance to let an experienced Rabbie's driver/guide
take the strain and reintroduce you to the wonders of the Highlands in winter. All our tours operate through the winter months with the exception
of the 5 day tours which have now finished until we herald in 2009.
2009 will be terrific year to be in Scotland as we celebrate the 250th
anniversary of Robert Burns' birth on the 25th January 1759. Undoubtedly
he is Scotland's best loved poet, and has left us with the greatest legacy
of poems and songs written in the truly magical and descriptive Scots
dialect. To celebrate his anniversary Scotland is showcasing a year of Homecoming,
with clan tours, clan gatherings and a wealth of festivities to celebrate the Scots contributions to the world. For information on clan tours please
click here, and remember if your clan isn't
mentioned that we are able to customise any clan tour for you. Clanfinder
2009 will also see the launch of our new 5 day tour to the Outer Hebrides. Lewis and Harris lie at Europe's westernmost extreme and have the power to enchant and enthrall visitors to these remote islands. We are also launching a new specialist 4 day whisky tour to Islay, home to 8 of Scotland's finest single malt whisky distilleries. And for those of you with more time our programme is knitted together so that you can combine tours together whilst on route in the Highlands so there are many options for vacations of 7, 8, 9 and even 13 days duration.
Gift Vouchers - looking for that elusive dream Christmas present for you loved ones - why not buy them one of our newly launched gift vouchers redeemable against any of our tours. Click here
Fantastic news again.
In my last newsletter I mentioned that Rabbie's had been nominated
again this year for another Thistle award - the tourism
equivalent of an oscar. This time we were finalists
for '"people development". It therefore gives me great pleasure to
announce that as the winners we were thrilled to accept this highly
esteemed award. The judges came to their view based on Rabbie's promise to deliver a "unique and memorable experience"
to our customers. '"A promise consolidated through the company's passion
for its staff and their development, firmly believing that great customer
service can only be delivered by great members of staff who are developed
to their full potential'". A wonderful night to remember, as Jeff, our
Operations Manager, stepped forward to accept the honour from one of Britains' great comedians and local boy Ronnie Corbett. Our office
now has a pair of thistles sitting proudly on the mantlepiece. For more info click here.
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| Jeff proudly receiving our award from Ronnie Corbett
OBE |
Jeff, Hazel and Robin with the coveted thistle. |
Rabbie's in brief:
Sigrid, our finance manager, is now on maternity leave, with her bundle
of joy due to arrive in mid December..
Donald and Brian - (driver/guides) have both left Rabbie's and we wish
them both all the best with their future ambitions.
Robin, our managing director, was recently interviewed for 'The Herald'
newspaper. Its a really wonderful piece on how Rabbie's started as an
embryonic thought to her maturity today, allowing us a brief insight
into the road Robin travelled to set up his company....to read the interview
please click here.
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Jessie Hale
Jessie Hale is one of Rabbie's life long travellers.
At 86 years young she is a true wonder.
Last week before embarking
on the 3 day tour to Skye she told us her motto for life:- "Be
cool, calm and collected, and never leave anything to chance".
Jessie with Calum ( general manager ) looking ''cool, calm and
collected."
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Tired but not beaten. |
On tour in September, sprawled on my bed relaxing after my days
drive, my friend Ray called and said "hey Suu, you said you fancied
participating in the Glasgow Edinburgh great cycle run didn't
you?."
"I did? - oh yeh, I remember" I said, as the wheels in my furry memory
kicked into action. "Why not?"
So on Sun 14th Sept we boarded a bus with our bikes and travelled to Glasgow Green, and 55 miles later we were
dropped off only to cycle back again. Two pairs of padded cycling
shorts and a jelly saddle did little to help my aching bottom,
but the prospect of raising money for charity in memory of my
Dad made me determined to finish. As I cycled over the finishing
line, the adrenalin rush was huge, so was my state of disbelief.
My thanks to Caroline for turning up to cheer me on, and to offer
me, and my bike a lift home. Thanks too, to my family and work
colleagues for sponsoring my efforts. Together we raised £210.00
for the 'Maggie Centre' - a support charity for people affected by cancer.
The moral of the story is: you are capable of acheiving so much
more than you think you are. |
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Rabbie's end of season conference/party |
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| Rabbie's team in tango coloured gloves ready
for what comes next. |
One of the many carvings in the woods. |
In November we had our staff conference and end of season party. After
having enjoyed a wonderful time last year, we headed back to Comrie
croft in Perthshire.
This year, en route, we stopped at Kinnoull hill to help the Perth and
Kinross ranger service. Kinnoull hill sits 700 feet above sea level
and is home to a native oak, birch and Scots pine woodland. Our
job was to assist in the uprooting of young beech saplings, which if
left unchecked, would suffocate the forest. Although there are beautiful
beech trees present, it is necessary to manage the forest for the benefit
of the enviroment, its wildlife, flowers and fauna. As we walked through
the forest , the weather enveloped us in a light drizzling mist which
added to the great sense of atmosphere. Our tree ID walk also lead us
to the fanciful folly at the summit of the hill built by Lord Gray in
1829 to resemble the castles he had seen whilst sailing down the Rhine
in Germany. Personally, I was more impressed with the wooden carvings
sculpted from various tree trunks by a chain saw. Finally after being
treated to a lovely lunch in nearby Perth, we headed to Comrie for our
conference and for some, more importantly, our party. Calum once again
was masterchef with his Italian creations, and the celebrations went on into the wee small hours. Another fine
day and night was had by all. It's hard to believe that a year has passed
since the last one.
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It's amazing what you can create with a lot of patience, some balloons
& some glue and newspaper.....meet Dobbin the wonder horse.
Caroline, who works in the office, decided as she had been
invited to two halloween fancy dress parties to make herself a horse.
For days in the office we all listened to the steed's progress until
at last the evening arrived when he was unveiled. Now, as it was Halloween
and we headed to our first party together, myself, Laura and Hazel-(who
was the horse's rear end- I'm guessing she drew the short straw.) and
Caroline were driven there by our friend Gary, whilst Dobbin had to
go in the horsebox. Now, as you know, Halloween is a time of witches,
warlocks and things going bump in the night.....which made me recall
Rabbie Burns' epic poem 'Tam O Shanter'....and as we are celebrating
his special birthday next year..
In tribute therefore to Caroline's efforts with Dobbin,
and in the memory and style of Burns, using Tam O Shanter as the template,
this is what happened next......
Oh Caroline hadst thou bin sae wise,
As ta'en thy ain close friends advise,
They tauld they weel, thou was fu' o' skill,
To mak a designer horse tae thrill.
Unveiled at last afore oor een,
Dobbin on form wis a sicht tae be seen,
An' noo wi' a party tae canter bound,
We left in haste tae cavort around.
Then at yer pals hoose on that Friday,
Thou drank wi' a' yer mates til Monday,
Laura prophesised that late or soon,
Thou wad be fand drooned deep in toon.
The nicht drave on wi' bowsin' an' patter,
Another drink, aye it didnae matter.
And whilst ootside the storm might rustle
Dobbin didnae mind the storm a whistle.
So at last wi' Laura safe upon his back,
Dobbin set off on the track,
He trotted on thro' dub and mire,
Enjoying the wind, an' rain an' fire.
While thro' the darkness they softly crept,
Tae Auld reekie in misty gloom kept,
Kirk St Giles was drawing nigh,
Whaur ghosts and houlets nightly cry.
Then Dobbin stood richt sair astonished,
Til Laura wi' her heels admonished,
They ventured forward in the glare,
And thro' the windaes they a' did stare.
Warlocks an' witches in a dance,
A touch o' thriller in their stance,
An' in the corner there sat a beast,
Enjoying all, an' a feast.
The food prepared by chef Calum,
A mooth watering, succulent, satisfying slalom,
O' toads legs, an' dribblin' jiblits,
That filed the wame wi' tasty tit bits.
The beast played the decks,
Real loud and furious,
As Dobbin glowr'd deaf but curious.
The deid in coffins a' aroond,
Wir wakened fast tae the tunes,
An oot their boxes wi' witches jived,
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The music louder and louder grew,
The mixing an' scratching faster flew,
An' thro' it a',
As warlocks danced,
Dobbin stood mesmerised entranced.
'Til excitement from within forth burst,
Ga'un yerselves he cried without yield an' cursed.
Fir noo oor presence had bin spied,
An' tae oor heels we had tae fly,
Wi' warlocks an' witches at oor tail,
Gi'en chase on sticks on fire they sailed.
Closer an' closer to us nearin',
As Dobbin galloped on careerin',
Close enough they mad tae grab his wiz,
Wi' twa haundit held in fist.
The water o Leith it soon inspired,
As tae its yonder side we fired,
Fir warlocks an' witches at water spurn,
They cannae cross a runnin' burn.
Wi' pith an' po'wer Dobbin louped,
He kicked his legs, a warlock cowped,
Whilst still hauding fast his guid broon tail,
It cam' off tae stump, he gi'ed a yell.
But noo safe o'er the running Leith
The warlocks kent they had bin beat,
Wi' prize in haund o' Dobbins glory,
They turned around an' headed homewards.
Whilst Dobbin tae them a' did rally,
Noo brave wi' words he did them parry,
An' like the wind he blew his last,
An' gi'ed them a' a final blast..
Afore he wiggled his stump sare,
To them a', he did dare,
Altho' his butt wis fair throbbin'
Remember weel Carolines feisty Dobbin.
An' when tae drink ye are inclined,
Or lusty men rin in yer mind,
Think o' ye on clean thoughts tae find
Fir Dobbin still has a sare behind. |
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Scottish Words - Translations.
Weel: well
Fu': full
Een: eyes
Sicht: sight
Wad: would
Fand: found
Bowsin': drinking
Dub and mire: mud and mire
Auld reekie: Edinburgh
Wame: stomach
Deid: dead
Twa: two
Haundit: hands
Cowped: fell over
Wiz: I made that up. |
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The St Andrews flag, or Saltire is
a symbol of Scottish identity.
St Andrews day is celebrated on the 30th November each year.
St. Andrew was an apostle in Greece and was crucified in Patras
in around AD63. Legend states that St. Andrew, feeling unworthy
to die on an upright cross the way Christ had, requested a cross
of diagonal beams. The crossed white beams on the flag are representative
of his request. Some years after his death, a monk called St Rule,
or St Regulus, had a dream in which he was to carry the relics,
namely a tooth, an arm bone, a kneecap and some fingers of the
apostle, St Andrew, to the western edge of the world and build
a shrine in his honour. St Rule was shipwrecked on the east coast
of Scotland and where he clambered ashore the then Pictish settlement
took his name, and is now known as St. Andrews, famous as a University town and as the home of Golf. |
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Haggis, Neeps and Tatties
A hearty repas enjoyed all over Scotland and the world
in celebration of Burns' poem "Address tae the haggis" and his
birthday.
If you haven't tried it yet, go on, spoil yourself.
Fair fa' yer honest sonsie face
Great chieftain o' the puddin' race...
(click here for the rest of the poem)
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Smaoin an latha- Gaelic thought for the day
They say that language lies at the heart of any culture..and
for Scotland we are lucky to enjoy the Scots dialect, demonstrated
like no other in the words of Burns, and also in the northern
Highlands and Islands, the beautiful language of Gaelic.
'S Alba tir mo chridhe. 'S i Gaidhlig canan m'anama
(Scotland is the land of my heart. Gaelic is the language of
my soul)
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The Highland clans preparing for a famous 'Highland charge'
Fierce in battle, courageous and loyal to a cause.
Scotland's history is pitted with
the "whys'' and "if onlys"
The whys and wherefores of life are great
The whys in Scotland's history, oh so many.
The whys, why this, why that or just why?
What would it have been like without any?
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The modern
day fighting men of Scotland.
Although the Scottish rugby teams fortunes have been mixed ,
their inspirational efforts against South Africa in the recent
Autumn tests made the blood surge with undiluted excitement.
I love this: "Strong as granite. As fluid as water. As untameable
as this great land. We are more than the sum of our parts. Not
15 men, but a team. We are Scotland."
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You can check out any time Jeff but you can never leave. |
Rabbie's Staff Profile.
A chance to be reacquainted with or acquainted with
the team that drives Rabbie's forward.
Name? Jeffrey Ferguson
Position in Rabbies? Operations Manager
Where are you from? Perth
What brought you to Rabbie's? Passion for people,
places and travel and I like driving big stuff. (Typical boy)
Where is your favourite place in Scotland? Saligo
bay, Islay
What's your greatest achievement to date? Two
healthy mini me's. (and they are.)
What is your favourite piece of music? Pink
Floyd - Shine on You Crazy Diamond.
What is your most embarassing moment to date? Taking
a wrong turn in a blizzard and getting hopelessly lost with my
passengers in Strath Glass. (Exciting.)
What is your future ambition? To travel all
the way round the world without stepping on an aeroplane. ( I'd
go for that with my flying phobia)
What are your favourite hobbies? Raising a young
family, playing the guitar, travelling anywhere and then stopping
in the local tavern for a cold beer when I get there. (Nice)
What was the last book you read? "New
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Next season Rabbie's are offering passengers the chance to combine
2 or 3 of our 5 day tours together - here is an example, in brief, of
our 5 day tour to Orkney combined with our 5 day Outer Hebridean Adventure.
Day 1. Depart Edinburgh and head west through magnificent
Glencoe to Loch Ness and into the Highland capital, Inverness for our
overnight stay.
Day 2. Depart Inverness and head north east hugging the
coast line before boarding our ferry to Orkney. An afternoon arrival
allows us plenty time to acquaint ourselves with some of the archeological
treasures that abound here. We overnight in Kirkwall, Orkney
Day 3. A day spent exploring this jewel in the Pentland
firth, with plenty time to visit its wondrous ancient sites such as
5000 year old Skara brae, Maes howe, Ring of Brodgar, before returning
to Kirkwall for the night.
Day 4- Depart Orkney by ferry and head around the coast
before entering one of the most remote, tragic and yet stunningly beautiful
areas of Scotland, Sutherland. Here is is easy to imagine the wide swept
clearing of our people during the controversial' Highland clearances',
before arriving in Ullapool, nestling on the shores of Loch Broom for
our overnight stay.
Day 5. Is a free day in Ullapool. There are opportunities
to take a local boat to the summer isles, or relax in this white washed
fishing town. Explore its streets and enjoy retail therapy at a very
gentle pace. Overnight in Ullapool
Day 6. You will meet your new group as we catch the ferry
along Loch Broom and out across the Minch to the island of Lewis in
the Outer Hebrides. The afternoon is spent exploring the north west
coast, including its historic black house at Arnol, and to the Butt
of Lewis at the very norhern tip of the island. We will overnight in
the island's capital, Stornoway.
Day 7. Is a day exploring the islands famous beaches &
her windswept and dramatic cliffs. We will also visit Carloway broch
and the standing stones of Callanish. We will overnight in Stornoway.
Day 8. Today we travel to magnificent and mountaneous
Harris, famed for its locally produced Harris tweed, and the truly breath
taking beach at Luskentyre. After lunch in the Port of Tarbet, we catch
the ferry to the island of Skye, arriving in the north of the island
before heading south to spend the night in the island's capital town
Portree.
Day 9- Depart Portree and head south over the Skye bridge to Eilean Donan
castle, the most romantic of castles, before we continue through Glen
Sheil and south to Fort William, Glencoe and the Falls of Dochart at
Killin, before we cross the Highland line and head back into the lowlands
of the country and our return to Edinburgh.
An island hoppers dream trip combined with the stunning Highlands of
Scotland. Not to be missed.
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Tour Highlights
Glencoe, Loch Ness, Italian chapel, The tomb of Eagles, Skara Brae, The Ring of Brodgar, Maes Howe, Kirkwall Cathedral, Churchill Barriers, Sutherland, Ullapool, Black House at Arnol, Butt of Lewis, The Standing Stones of Callanish, The Carloway Broch, Luskentyre Beach, Portree, Eilean Donan Castle and The falls of Dochart.
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And a wee joke to
end....
An American decided to write a book about famous churches around
the world.
He bought a plane ticket and flew to Orlando, starting
by working his way across the USA from South to
North. On his first day he was inside a church when
he noticed a golden telephone mounted on the wall with a sign
that read
'$10,000 per call'.
Being intrigued, he asked a priest what
the telephone was used for.
The priest replied that it was a direct line to heaven and that for
$10,000 you could talk to God.
The American thanked the priest and went along his way.
Next stop was in Atlanta. There, at a very large cathedral, he saw the
same looking golden telephone with the same sign under it.
He asked a nun what it was for.
She told him that it was a direct line to heaven and that for $10,000 he
could talk to God.
"O.K., thank you" said the American.
He then travelled all across America, Africa, England, Japan, New Zealand.
In every church he saw the same looking golden telephone with the same
"$10,000 per call" sign under it.
The American decided to travel to Scotland to see if Scots had the same
phone.
He arrived in Scotland and again, in the first church he entered, there
was the same looking golden telephone, but this time the sign under it
read "40p per call". The American was surprised so he asked the priest
about the sign.
"Father, I've travelled all over the world and I've seen this same golden
telephone in many churches. I'm told that it is a direct line to Heaven,
but in all of them price was $10,000 per call. Why is it so cheap here?"
The priest smiled and answered..."You're in Scotland now, son - it's a
local call".
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And that's it for another quarter. Wishing
you all a peaceful and joyous festive season
Nollaig chridheil agus Bliadhna
mhath Ur
(Happy Christmas and a good
new year)
Hope to see you on tour again
soon.
(Chi mi sibh a dh'aithghearr)
Suu and all at Rabbie's.
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