Linn o' Dee

There’s a twist in the thrapple o Linn o Dee
Like a bubblyjock’s deid thraa
Sae watch yer step…wi a skyte an a whoosh
Like stoor, ye’d be wheeched awa

Doon at the foun, wee saplins wyde
In the watter, sae heich it rins
An the furlpuils deep far the kelpies sleep
Are birlin widdershins

The braes aroon are burgundy
The lift abune is blae
An the mist wyves moosewabs ower the heath
O this neuk far the ernes play

Sheena Blackhall

I thought that rather said it all for the whole of the river Dee in spate forced through a gap not much larger than 6' wide. Not a place to slip a foot.

The fine castellated bridge was built by James the fifth earl of Fife and opened by Queen Victoria in 1857