Zachary McBee silver medalist at the National Junior Olympic Shooting Championships 2014

National Junior Olympic Shooting Championships

COLORADO SPRINGS, Colorado (July 13, 2014)

  Zachary McBee (Gilbert, Arizona) would take the silver medal on the Men’s side, and with his second-place finish, earned an appointment to the Junior National Team. (of USA Shooting, International Skeet)  He will be shooting here again in August for the National Championships which is a gateway to the US Olympic competitions.  Next he is off to Texas A&M for his freshman year in the College of Engineering.

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22nd Hereditary Chief of Clan McBain (MacBean) James McBain of McBain

James McBain of McBain–FSA ScotJamesMcBain Greeting: McBain Matriculated arms 15th February 1979 by Lord Lyon King of Arms as the 22nd Hereditary Chief of the Ancient Celtic Clan McBain (MacBean). James followed his father Hughston McBain of McBain, 21st Chief from 1959 until his death in 1978. Hughston purchased land and had built the McBain Memorial Park 7 miles southwest of Inverness Scotland. This area is the duthis (homeland) of the Clan McBain (MacBean, Bean, Bain, Vean and all spellings. It is in a remote location near the village of Dores and the Dores Inn proprietor maintains a guest book for those who wish to leave comments. The Memorial includes a cairn at the top with a brief history of the Clan. There are footpaths around and through the memorial and a recently rebuilt gate at the entryway emblazoned with the Catt symbols of the Clan. The McBain has three children, Christina, Jacquelyn, and Richard. Richard is designated as Richard McBain of McBain younger–the Tanist. McBain was born in Evanston Illinois to Hughston and Margaret on July 13, 1928. Hughston was the first in the family line to be born in the USA. Presently the McBain is active as Vice President of Clan Chattan (Scotland), member of the Royal Scottish Dance Society (Edinburgh), speaker at Scottish events throughout the US and Canada. Retired as owner of Scot Photo Shop Tucson. He has visited over 50 Scottish games and events as a representative of the Standing Council of Scottish Chiefs (Edinburgh). The McBain published the book The Clan McBain (MacBean) A History of an Ancient Family in 2005.


Lady Peggy of McBain of McBain

This is an easy way to make a rosette out of your tartan sash. Often, women do not want to wear the sash across the breast beauty queen style, but prefer instead to keep the front of the dress free of the sash. Dancers, especially, use this style but it is appropriate for anyone.

Step 1: Fold the tartan sash in half.

Step 2: Take the top of the folded end and fold it back about 6″. Now fasten a rubber band in the middle of this new fold, making the sash look like a bow with a long tail. (See example)rosette1

Step 3: Fluff the folds so that the bow looks like a rosette, then use pins to fasten the rosette’s half circles together or, if you wish it to be more secure, use a needle & thread to stitch the half circles together. Pin your brooch in the middle of the rosette to hide the rubber band.

Step 4: Pin the rosette to the shoulder of your dress with the end of the sash hanging diagonally across your back.

Step 6: Arrange the two ends of the sash diagonally across your back so that they reach your hip, then fasten the bottom end to your hip with safety pins, making sure that the pins are not visible. The top end of the sash should hang free.


Lady Peggy of McBain of McBain

I am frequently asked, what is the proper way to wear a ladies tartan sash? .

Many women like to wear the tartan of their clan or their husband’s clan, but are not quite sure how to do it properly. Although the manner of wearing tartan sashes has had a customary significance even two centuries ago, there is no legal significance. However, a due respect for custom is important. The following suggestions are based upon a careful study of traditional practice, and bear the approval of the Lord Lyon King of Arms.

The proper way to wear the sash is over the right shoulder across the breast and secured by a pin or brooch on the right shoulder. Or it can be worn on the right shoulder in the form of a pleated fan or rosette, secured by a brooch, with both pieces of sash streaming down the back. The longer piece of fabric should be on the bottom and can be secured at the left back side of the waist with the shorter top piece of fabric hanging free.RightShoulderSash (see sketch)

If you are a the Queen of Great Britain, a member of the Royal Family, a Scottish clan chief, a wife of a Scottish clan chief or the wife of a Colonel or General of Scottish Regiments, the sash should be worn over the left shoulder and secured with a brooch on the left shoulder.(See sketch)

The Lord Lyon also has stated that a woman who has married outside of her clan but wishes to wear the tartan of her family rather than that of her husband, should wear the sash over her right shoulder, across the breast and secured at the left waist in a bow. Over the years, I have never seen anyone wear the sash in this manner. I think that trying to make a bow out the sash is cumbersome. However, anyone wishing to wear it this way should do so as it is totally appropriate.(See sketch)


The Loch Ness Monster




McBain Memorial Park overlooks Loch Ness!


Questions have come to me about Loch Ness and it’s fabled monster.
Most commonly the question is “have you ever seen the monster?
The answer is NO.
“Had your father ever seen the monster?
Again the answer is NO.



But lets go a little further. My father told the family a story about meeting a woman in Inverness who was a teacher at a local Primary school. Somehow the subject came up and she said “I am the most embarrassed woman in Scotland.” When asked why she said because for 16 years I have taught my students that there was no such thing as a monster in Loch Ness. Then one early bright evening (in the summer the sun stays up until 11PM or later.) I was looking at the still water of the loch when suddenly a great swirl of water and commotion was visible not far from the shore. Then I saw a hump, then what must have been a head but it looked like a huge snake head.


It disappeared.

Historically the first recorded tale of the Monster is in the story of Saint Columba who was traveling along the side of the Loch in around 530 AD he saw a great commotion in the waters and saw a great beast he told one of his traveling guards to swim out into the Loch and find out what it was. The story continues that the Monster headed towards the swimmer with mouth agape. At this point Columba raise his staff and called out in an unnatural voice to the Monster “ STOP and go no further.”

The Monster obeyed and the swimmer was able to swim to safety.

St. Columba proceeded towards what is now the town of Inverness where he was to meet with the “magicians” of the King of Scotland named Brude. The purpose of the journey was to attempt to bring Christianity to the King and his people. But that’s another story.

The chronicler of St. Columba was a monk who first put the life of Columba in paper.

The trouble with the story is that Adaman’s account of the events at Loch Ness took place almost 100 years after it happened. The reply was that most of the history at that time was verbal or folk tales that came down from one generation to another. This was the way it was done. We assume some elaboration took place but it is all we have.

Pictures of the monster which have appeared in print from around 1910 are about 60% false. But not all.

My only time spent with someone who saw the monster fairly regularly was the post mistress of the Dores Post office. Sitting in her living room she had a grand picture window looking out on the loch just a few yards from the water. When I put the question to her she said “Well, I have a friend who lives about a mile up the loch from me.” “ From time to time she will call and say there is activity in the Loch near her house and sure enough in an hour or so that turbulence comes down this way. It is quite

Yes, you can visit Loch Ness any day any time. You
can see it from our Park. Please take a while to do this but don’t forget your binoculars and camera.

Largest Clan Gathering in the World

We were there at the largest Clan Gathering in the world—–In Scotland—where else?

The Clan McBain (MacBean) was out in force in July at the Gathering of Clans, an event supported by the Standing Council of Scottish Chiefs.

Over 100 recognized Chiefs attended along with their Clans and supporters. Initially our first destination was the Scottish Parliament were we were seated to discuss such topics as “The Clan System in the 21st Century” It was an all day affair with a break for a fire alarm in the building where we were escorted outside (in the rain) for the inspections and whatever cleanup had to be done.

In the afternoon we had what was called a “breakout” session where I addressed the group on the importance of treating Clan membership as a family affair and that political boundaries (such as national boarders) had no place in our family history.

The next two days were devoted to the Scottish Games which featured a greeting from Prince Charles thanking us for coming together. About 100 Clan tents spotted the grounds of Holyrood Palace arranged in more or less alphabetical order. The McBain tent was centrally located and was one of the nicest tents Peggy and I had ever used. A problem was that we had almost nothing to show in the tent. No tartan no books no exhibits. I did raise my personal flag over the tent. George Wiseman showed up the first morning and brought some Clan membership forms. Peggy and I manned the tent throughout the days and we had many visitors. Australia, Canada, New Zealand and most importantly Scotland and the UK they were happy to meet the Chief and the Lady of McBain.

Later we had a march up The Royal Mile along with the other Clans and six pipe bands. The strongest feeling I had was noticing that the crowds along the route was three and four persons deep. Cheering each Clan as we went along. My legs decided it was too much as the speed kept increasing and I was forced to drop out about 1/2 way but was able to rejoin the Clan at the top in the esplanade in front of
Edinburgh Castle. A sixty minute show was the climax to the event illustrating 800 years of the Clans History.

Next to Inverness and the gatherings there, Loch Ness McBain Memorial Park, the Inverness celebrations and the march through town.

James McBain of McBain FSA Scot

Lisa McFarlane, Scotland, 2009

Well, it was a remarkable trip (photos below: for a slide show click on [View with PicLens]).

Despite the unbelievable settings, the people were the best part.  Many thanks to Richard for letting me come with him, to Celia for letting us stay with her and for being such a gracious host and working to support Clan Chattan, to Louisa and Stewart for their gracious kindness and for doing so much Clan Chattan work and to Donald, Denise and Rex for Clan Chattan work and being so nice to boot.

Richard and I were in Scotland Aug 3-13.  We stayed at Moy Hall with Celia (and many others) until the 10th I think it was.  Then we drove west and stayed in Oban one night, then trended Southeast toward Edinburgh, staying in Callandar one night (my favorite spot, other than Moy Hall, of course) and Edinburgh (at a B&B right at the airport) and had a short 6 hour layover in London.

The photos (277 of them, which is the short version, by the way) are below.  The photos are hereby copyrighted (I hope to make a few of the images into cards).  To see photos as a slide show, click on [View with PicLens].  Otherwise, you can click on a photo to make it bigger, and reclick on it to make it smaller.

Page 1 is mostly McBain Park, which is a quaint park owned by Richard’s family that overlooks Loch Ness, with a few shots of Moy Hall.  Page 2 starts with some shots of Moy Hall, then shows the walk up to the plaque on the Boulder commemorating the re-signing of the Band of Union after 400 years, then there are some shots of the laying of the wreath at the Culloden Battlefield (which was decisive and resulted in suppression of the clans).  Page 3 is more Culloden.  Page 4 shows Culloden, Dores and marching up to the boulder.  Page 5 is at the boulder.  Page 6 is mostly the march through Inverness and the re-signing of the Band.  Page 7 is a fancy gathering and the Sports Fair on part of the front lawn of Moy Hall.  Page 8 is dancing and the bus tour of some Clan Chattan lands.  Page 9 is more bus tour, standing council and the wonderful dinner at Tomatin.  Page 10 is more Tomatin dinner, Rob’s “performance” and Moy Hall.  Page 11 is the island and more Moy Hall shots.  Page 12 is Moy Hall and the Salmon stream area.  Page 13 is more Salmon stream, Moy Hall driveway and the area around Oban.  Page 14 is near Callander, Sirling Castle, Edinbugh Castle and one shot of London at the very end.  Great trip!

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Military hero rose from lowly private to become a Major General

By Duncan Ross

GeneralWilliamMacBeanTHE son of an Inverness shoemaker, William MacBean was one of a rare breed of Highland soldiers who rose from the lowest rank of the British Army to join the elite corps of senior officers.

It would be considered an achievement even today, but in the rigid structure of Victorian society that kind of upward mobility was the stuff of which legends are made.

Dingwall and the Black Isle made a local hero of Major General Sir Hector MacDonald, the victor of Omdurman, while Inverness honoured the military success of Major General William MacBean, V.C.

He joined the Army as a private soldier, served with distinction in the Crimean War and the Indian Mutiny, where he earned the Victoria Cross at the Relief of Lucknow, and eventually rose through the ranks to become Colonel of his regiment.

He was born in Inverness in January 1819 and at the age of 16, much against the wishes of his parents, he enlisted in the 93rd Sutherland Highlanders.

“General MacBean was the son of a shoemaker in Inverness and his career has often been quoted as a remarkable example of promotion in the army,” observed the Courier after his death.

“It was during the Crimean War that, with the hearty concurrence of his commander Colonel W. B. Ainslie, he received a commission as ensign. From this point honours lay thick in his way. Soon after receiving his commission he was ordered to remain behind his regiment at Varna, in charge of the men invalided there.

“At this place there were also stationed a number of French and Turkish soldiers between whom, on the occasion of some dispute, Ensign MacBean interfered so successfully that the Sultan rewarded him with the Order of the Medjidie — a distinction which the recipient, with characteristic modesty, did not mention to his friends till some time afterwards, when some accidental reference happened to be made to what had occurred.
According to one account, MacBean became well acquainted with Florence Nightingale while in the Crimea, and was one of the first professional soldiers to recognise the importance of her work among the men.

“Rejoining the 93rd before Sebastopol the deceased shared with his comrades the dangers connected with the siege; and he afterwards bore a part in the expedition to the Sea of Azoff, and in the capture of Kertch and Yenikale,” the Courier’s obituary tribute went on.
“Shortly after its return to England from the Crimea the regiment was dispatched to India; and with it Captain MacBean went through the campaign of 1857 and 1858, being present at the relief of Lucknow, and so distinguished himself as to be honoured with the Victoria Cross. It is said that his courage in attacking and cutting down eleven men with his own sword earned him this distinction.”

One of his supposed ancestors, Gillies MacBean of Kinchyle, is said to have died performing a similar feat at the Battle of Culloden, slaying 13 dragoons single-handed and on foot.

After Lucknow one of the Indian princes is said to have offered MacBean the command of his army, but the invitation was declined “even though a handsome fee was added to the offer”. MacBean’s active service came to an end with the suppression of the Mutiny, but he remained an officer in the 93rd (which later became the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders) and in 1873 he was gazetted as Lieutenant Colonel.

He was given the rank of Major General on his retirement from the regiment in January 1878, but he died at Woolwich a few months later, on 22nd June, and was buried in the Grange Cemetery, Edinburgh.

“Notwithstanding his presence in many posts of danger, Major General MacBean never sustained any very serious wound,” the Courier noted.
“He has now died at the age of fifty-nine, after a comparatively short illness.”

The Times of London also paid tribute to the Inverness-born “ranker”, describing him as a man distinguished in every rank and idolised by his regiment.

General MacBean was married on his return from India to a Miss Beveridge from Kirkcaldy, but she and their only child predeceased him.
He is now virtually forgotten in the town of his birth, although his bust can still be seen in a corner of the Town Hall. It was presented to the town in 1897 by the family of his brother, James MacBean, a former Dean of Guild.

(Picture: The Joseph Cook Collection. This unique photographic record of the town a century ago and more is featured week by week, only in Tuesday’s Courier.)

Bravest of Them All In The ’45

WEEKLY SCOTSMAN, Thursday, May 3, 1962

Weekly Scotsman, Thursday, May 3, 1962
Weekly Scotsman, Thursday, May 3, 1962

Story of The Clans


By Allan Douglas

The giant Clan Chattan confederation could have been the greatest fighting force in clan history. Not even the Camerons, the MacDonalds or Frasers would have been a match for the massive alliance of Macintosh, Macpherson, Davidson, Shaw and Farquharson.

Fortunately, or unfortunately—depending where your sympathies lie—the  confederation was never welded into a really united and compact unit, though their influence was considerable. Among the minor clans who allied themselves to Chattan was the Clan MacBean or McBain.


These clans did not lose their identity in any way through the alliance.  They obeyed their own chief, though he, in turn, generally did the bidding of the Macintosh chief who headed the confederation.

The name of the clan is found in several forms . . . the two we have mentioned as well as MacVean and McBean. Possibly because of its strong ties with the Macintoshes, little is known of the family.

As well as in their own country round Dores, on the shores of Loch Ness, the name is common in parts of Perthshire and the form MacVean was found in Breadalbane and Glenorchy.


One old manuscript says the first MacBean cam from Lochaber to support Eva, an heiress of Clan Chattan, about 1300. Bean Mhic Coil Mor and his sons were alleged to have slain the Red Comyn’s steward at Inverlochy Castle; at this time the Cummings and the Macintoshes were at daggers drawn.

According to the Kinrara manuscript (1670) Bean Mac Maolmor lived near Inverness in 1334. One thing is known about the clan, however; they suffered appalling losses at the Battle of Harlaw in 1441 when Clan Chattan played an important part in halting the triumphant MacDonald of the Isles.

The same manuscript tells us that following the death of the steward, Macbean and his sons went to the Macintosh chief promising him their loyalty; in return, they asked and obtained his patronage and safeguard for themselves and their clansmen.

The main family of the Macbeans was Kinchyle, in Dores, and the first head of the clan seems to have been Paul Macbean of Kinchyle. The chiefs following him were Gillies, William, Paul, Angus, and John.

The Macbeans were out during the ’45, and altough a division fought under Lochiel, their chief, Gillies Macbean of Kinchyle, held the rank of major in the Macintosh battalion. And it was this same chief whose courage was to win him a place in every history of Culloden. He was a gigantic man, over six feet four inches high, and brought over 100 men into battle with him.


During the fighting, the Argyll Militia broke down a wall which enabled Hawley’s dragoons to attack the Highlanders on the flank. Macbean spotted the new menace and stationed himself at the gap. Each Government soldier that came through was felled by his flailing broadsword. Over 13 were killed, including Lord Robert Kerr, when troops managed to close a ring round him.

One officer, it is recorded, was so impressed by Macbean’s courage that he ordered his life to be spared. But the angry soldiers bayonetted him to death. His son managed to escape and later was commissioned in Lord Drumlanrig’s regiment.

A very touching Gaelic lament, “My fair, young beloved” is alleged to have been composed by Macbean’s widow. Another poem, in English, wrongly said to be the work of Lord Byron, also pays tribute to this very brave man.
Here are three verses from the poem: –

With thy back to the wall, and thy breast to the targe,
Full flashed thy claymore in the face of their charge,
The blood of the boldest that barren turf stain
But alas! thine is reddest there, Gillies MacBane.

Hewn down, but still battling, thou sunks’t on the ground,
Thy plaid was one gore, and thy breast was one wound,
Thirteen of thy foes by thy right hand lay slain,
Oh! would they were thousands for Gillies MacBane.

Oh! loud and long heard shall thy caronach be,
And high o’er the heather thy cairn we shall see,
And deep in all bosoms thy name shall remain.
But deepest in mine, dearest Gillies MacBane.


A close member of the Kinchyle family was the Hanoverian minister, the Rev. Alex MacBean, of Inverness, who worked tirelessly to lessen the punishment that Cumberland was doling out to the Jacobite prisoners. His son, grandson, and great-grandson all commanded the Gordon Highlanders.

The line of Major Gillies Macbean, the Culloden hero, died out with his great-great-granddaughter, Elizabeth Margaret, who was married about 1790 but had no family.

The clan crest (above) is a cat holding a targe. The badge is boxwood.

In 1959, Hughston McBain of McBain, of Illinois, U.S.A., was confirmed by the Lord Lyon as 21st hereditary chief of the clan. A devoted worker for both his clan and Scotland, he has helped many new industries to be started here and built the McBain Memorial Park on the shores of Loch Ness for free use by his clansmen.

He will visit the park during a three-week holiday in Scotland, starting on Saturday.

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