Whether or not Scottish Highland bagpipes were banned as weapons of war following the Battle of Culloden in 1747 is open to debate (they were previously banned in 1560 after the Reformation). What is certain is that hearing the sound of several hundred pipers and drummers playing in unison is an intensely powerful experience, and one that I’ve no doubt has struck fear into the hearts of many an enemy combatant over the centuries.
I say that because an unexpected surprise while visiting Victoria was stumbling across the Victoria Highland Games and bearing witness to that singularly unique and moving experience.
Now in its 153rd year – you read that right, 153 years and going strong — Victoria’s Topaz Park was awash in a sea of varied and colorful tartans as numerous clans gathered to participate in a weekend of games and contests: from piping and drumming, to dancing, to dry stone walling, to hammer throwing, to beer gardens. (That last one is a contest, no?) The weather mostly held, and it was a delight to say that I’ve stood in a middle of a field as several hundred bagpipe players marched by in full regalia, raising a storm of pride and passion with their playing.
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An extended weekend, a new camera lens, and a desire to put some relative distance between ourselves and Seattle provided all the excuse we needed to pay a long overdue trip to Victoria, and specifically the Butchart Gardens.