Culloden Battlefield - site of the last major pitched battle fought on British soil. Here, on 16 April 1746 two armies clashed in a final confrontation over the thrones of Britain. In just one hour the army of the British government under Prince William Augustus, Duke of Cumberland crushed forever the Jacobite army under Prince Charles Edward Stuart. The moor where the battle took place and where more than 1500 men are buried is wild and atmospheric and I spent Monday after a 2.5 hour drive north pacing the battlefield and taking it all in.
I started in the visitor centre alongside the battlefield. It is full of interesting artefacts from the period and of the battle. The highlight for me was the battle of Culloden Experience. You stand in a large room with each wall a full size TV. You look to your left and see the line of Highland Warriors on the left wall..... look to the right the line continues.... behind you you look at the wall and see the second row of Scots.... ahead of you in the distance the red line of the Hanoverian troops are projected on the wall. The call goes out and the battle begins... all 4 walls moving in perfect time with each other... to your right and left the charging Scots.... look over your shoulder into the throng of Scots forming the second row... ahead the red line growing larger..... truley hair raising.
I started in the visitor centre alongside the battlefield. It is full of interesting artefacts from the period and of the battle. The highlight for me was the battle of Culloden Experience. You stand in a large room with each wall a full size TV. You look to your left and see the line of Highland Warriors on the left wall..... look to the right the line continues.... behind you you look at the wall and see the second row of Scots.... ahead of you in the distance the red line of the Hanoverian troops are projected on the wall. The call goes out and the battle begins... all 4 walls moving in perfect time with each other... to your right and left the charging Scots.... look over your shoulder into the throng of Scots forming the second row... ahead the red line growing larger..... truley hair raising.