Tag 8: Isle of Skye - St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery Dunvegan

Auf dem Weg Richtung Portree, kommt man an der Ortsausfahrt von Dunvegan am St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery vorbei. An solchen "Kleinoden" kann ich ja schlecht einfach so vorbei fahren. Also wieder raus in den Regen und auf den Friedhof. Dieser war ursprünglich so etwas wie das "Familiengrab" der MacLeods. Fünf der Chiefs liegen dort begraben (siehe Fotos).

Zudem rankt sich eine schräge und etwas absurde Geschichte um den Friedhof. Ihr findet sie unterhalb der Bilder.

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

St. Mary's Old Church Cemetery

"It is an ancient place, many centuries old. And according to Martin Martin’s 17th century account in A Description of the Western Isles of Scotland, the parish turf has a certain “abdominal” power. Once, there lived three men in the parish of St. Mary’s, John and Finlay Macphade and another one. As did many on Skye, the three went fishing whenever they could and would often spend a whole day out on sea. Those were the days without onboard toilets and the three (so it seems) had difficulties emptying bladder and bowel. They just could not do it on board. Going back on dry land just for that was not only impractical but most of the time impossible and the Skye ship crews found it rather awkward to take any of the three mates along. The bellies of the three would swell and they’d be very uncomfortable for the day. They just could not do it at sea. Until one fishermen had an idea. He took a large piece of turf and tried to make them “do their business” on the turf, on the boat. Like they would at home. After a long time of refusing, one of the afflicted finally gave in and tried the turf at sea. It worked. He could relief himself. To everyone’s great relief. The turf had done its magic. None of the three was ever bloated, again. From then on, the story goes, ships that carried those three fishermen from St.Mary’s always carried a patch of turf on the boat. They are long dead now and rest in the very turf of St. Mary’s graveyard. A rather odd final resting place, considering." (Quelle: http://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WMMDBM_St_Marys_Old_Church_Cemetery_Dunvegan_Scotland)