Fabulous book. Moffat has a deep kinship with the many peoples who comprise Scotland. A lowlander himself, he admires the raw, physical courage and strength of the highlanders in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. These warriors were the heroes of lore, the mighty men of yore. Yet... Yet... Their leadership was often foolish, unskilled and indifferent to the suffering they caused. The endless clan warfare of the highlands and islands reaches back to the days of the viking raiders and beyond. The best documented battles involved the relentless quest of the Stuart dynasty to claim the thrones of both Scotland and England. Even Moffat ultimately dismisses these ambitious thugs as selfish, egotistical, and incompetent.
Visiting the sites of the great battles, he brings an immediacy to the scenes that most accounts omit. He weaves into the story a nostalgia for the virtues and vices of the people. As someone with Scottish roots, I read this with a mixture of fascination and distress at the suffering that could have been avoided if a better criterion than victory in battle had ruled their political system.
It is often said that history is written by the victors. It is not. History is created by the victors, but is written and remembered by the bards. They sing (yes, I think of this book as a song in prose) of the heroes who won and lost. The most memorable of their songs are about heroes who lost in a noble cause. This is true throughout the book, since the courage of the highlanders led to their ultimate defeat in the Battle of Culloden, which led to the Clearances (still not forgiven today), and to the spread of the Scottish people across the entire British Empire. It was bad for Scotland, but may have been good in an ultimate sense for the Scottish people.
One other detail struck me as I read this book. I live in Canada and many place names commemorate great battles fought elsewhere. This is not true of the Gaelic place names in Scotland, which usually describe the features of the landscape that were of interest to farming and herding people - bunchy woods, little ponds, mountains watching over the herds, and the like. Today, Scotland is a peaceful, welcoming land. The ancient names seem appropriate again, describing the beautiful and dramatic landscape that is the ancestral homeland of the Scottish people wherever they live. Are those names remembering a more distant, pastoral life when the people of Britain were not locked in a perpetual cycle of warfare and revenge?