It was only a stroll.
A quick walk a few miles along the coast. But Bill Taylor's Sunday afternoon wander in Easter Ross probably took him into Caledonian immortality. Nobody can be sure. However, it may well be that his outing to the north-east of the wonderfully named village Hilton of Cadboll – accompanied by 30 family and friends – meant Taylor had visited more bits of Scotland than any other person in the land. More than kings and queens, warriors, poets or pilgrims.
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