Lochwinnoch

Here it is, Sayard's ancestors home town of Lochwinnoch. We made our way there on a foggy and rainy day.

This is Lochwinnoch United Church, maybe Sayard's family once walked through those very doors.

Neil trudging up the old farm road.

This might seem inane to most, but we just liked this view.

We start our journey into the moors to find the ruins of the Meikle family home.

The stare down from high up on the ridge....this is war!

Seconds later the fog rolled in.

Neil tried to find the hut in the fog. "I think it's this way...no wait, this way....."

As you can see, we were completly lost. We began our descent, having giving up hope of finding the hut in the heavy mist. Luckily we happened upon Seumas Harris, a local farmer. After we explained our situation, he was happy to lead "the way home".

Standing in front of all that remains of the Meikle family homestead.

This is a view of what would have been the inside of the house. Abandoned for 200 years, it's a wonder anything remains.

Overjoyed to be here!

With the wind and fog that we experienced at this spot, there is little wonder why the family made the move from this isolated place to Canada in 1812.

A view of the moors as we walked back from the hut. Seumas was nice enough to invite us in to his home for a cup of tea and some storytelling. His father gave us some insight of the area as well as some tales from WWII. We unfortunatly don't have any photos of the two men, but suffice to say they as well as their house were "rustic".