|Bill Urquhart Pipe Major followed by Rob Alley|
Every year the Misty Thistle celebrates the life of Scottish poet Robert Burns at The Burns Supper. The event is a traditional one, resplendent with Scottish tartans, dancing, dialect, and yes, the smell of Haggis.
Last Saturday, we braved a whipping wind storm to go celebrate the life of Robert Burns at the North Tongass Community Club. Kilts flapping, and cheeks rosy, we were greeted with warmth, laughter and the tenor of bagpipes.
|A whirl of color|
The haggis was paraded around the room, to the raucous din of clapping, hooting, and the blowing of bagpipes. After everyone had a chance to smell the haggis, an ode to the haggis was read by Rob Alley. The ballad was thick with dialect, and written by, none other than, Burns himself.
|bringing in the haggis|
| Address to a Haggis|
Finally, we feasted on Turkey, turnips and potatoes, salad, slaw, and yes the mighty haggis. It was a loud and delicious event.
So no, We do not have a sports arena, concert hall, or elegant dinning establishments in Ketchikan. Here we have highland dancing, the Misty Thistle Pipes and Drums, and the North Tongass Community Club. Here we brave the snow and cold in the dark of winter, to gather together in dance and song. Here we watch the sport of highland dancing, whilst we listen to a live concert of bagpipes and drums, and feast upon the savory haggis. Here in Ketchikan we celebrate life and enjoy the feast of The Burns Supper. To Ketchikan!
(Don't forget to drain your glass!)