The River Findhorn – Part I: The Beginning of a Story

The River Findhorn – Part I

Our planet has some great rivers. The Amazon in Brazil. The Zambezi in Africa. The Cahabòn River in Guatemala. They usually flow towards an ocean, a sea, lake or into another river. Some are peaceful. Others run wildly through the landscape. Rivers were (and are) great locations for settlements. They provide us with food, recreation, transportation routes, energy, drinking water, and so on. This blog is the start of a 5-part mini-series that will focus on the river Findhorn, its history, and its surroundings.

The Beginning of a Story

Once upon a time… In a land far away… Or… Nearby… Depending on where you are right now… Oh well, Scotland… The point I’m trying to get to is that the Findhorn is the river where we do all our water activities. We raft the upper or lower section based on the water level and run the middle section for the family trips (where the rapids are a bit easier). This beautiful river starts all the way in the mountain section between Loch Ness and the Cairngorm National Park; the Monadhliath Mountains. It is fed by several networks of small burns. It winds its way across and through huge masses of glacial moraine (rocks of all sizes deposited by glacial action).

The beginning of the river Findhorn in the Monadhliath Mountains.

The original name of the Findhorn was the Water of Erne. The meaning is not certain, but is thought to come from the pagan Goddess Eire. The prefix Fionn (white) was probably added by the clerics of the Roman Catholic Church in Moray to distinguish the river from other Ernes.

The Findhorn is buried with history and some great stories. We will share some of those stories in the upcoming blogs. So be sure to keep an eye out for them!

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