the north side of the water, three minutes, before it poured; the wind blew a hurricane; and the sea tossed high. I rejoiced I was safe on shore; but I was sorry the storm, and thick mist, prevented my having a view of Hopetoun-house.
As I approached Kinross, Loch Leven on the right of the town, and the fine range of mountains rising from the lake, and sweeping finely away in gradation, formed a beautiful landscape; the sun too shone out, after its eclipse at the Ferry, in full lustre, and rendered the island in Loch Leven, and the ruined castle upon it, conspicuous; at the same time richly gilding the whole surrounding scenery. From Kinross I did not go to see the Rumbling Brig, and Cauldron Lin; as I was told at the inn, they were not worth going to see; so little do the common people of that, or any other country, discriminate what is, or is not worth seeing. I was simple enough to take their word on that occasion, and proceeded on my way to Perth; which, from Kinross, is all the way extremely pleasant; and very fine, indeed, when the junction of the Earn with the Tay comes in sight.
I advise all travellers to see the Cauldron Lin, from Kinross, whether they return to that town
