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The Mull of Galloway & a battle over a recipe!
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The Mull of Galloway & a battle over a recipe!

Exploring the SWC300Excerpt 2 of 3 taken from Exploring the SWC300: A Cultural and Historical Companion to the South-West Coastal 300 Route by David M. Addison, all rights reserved.

The road stops at the Mull of Galloway and it’s where Scotland stops too – a bleak, windy sort of place. The promontory is practically a presque-isle, pinched by the twin bays of West and East Tarbert…In the late Bronze Age or early Iron Age, the inhabitants constructed a system of ditches and earthworks across this narrow waist to keep out undesirables. Traces of their earth-moving efforts can still be made out.

Later, this was the fortress of the Southern Picts, who, when they were not doing battle with the Romans, brewed heather ale from a secret recipe, handed down from generation to generation. Its fame grew far and wide, as far as what is now Northern Ireland.

King Niall decided he had to have that recipe and launched an invasion. Battle raged until there were only two Picts left – an old man and his son. Niall said he would spare one if the other would cough up the recipe.

Knowing that his son was mortally wounded, the old man volunteered to divulge the secret but only to a druid who had turned traitor in return for being appointed the brewmaster. He watched in horror as his son was thrown over the cliffs. There are many deaths, and that must be one of the worst.

The grieving father led the druid to the highest point of the cliffs (you would have thought that the traitor might have suspected the old man was up to something) and grabbing his arm, the old man launched them both into the void.

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