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It was 8:30 am on a crisp and sunny September morning in Glasgow. And there I was, at an Outlander film shoot. I could scarcely believe that all my planning, and a fair measure of good luck, had brought me here. I’d arrived in Scotland from Australia only two weeks before, and by now I was right into the swing of it, immersed in everything Scottish and yes, I could even understand the Glasgow accent! Handling the currency was another matter, but that’s a particular problem of mine.
I reflected back on my first two weeks, spent in the northern parts of Scotland. I had walked the Scottish Highlands, experiencing those landscapes that had me enthralled. I’d spent a week at the Findhorn Foundation, and visited the Outer Hebrides. At Findhorn, I spent a very engaging and open-minded week with people from all over the world – many of whom it turned out, shared my Outlander passions. But my northern Outlander experience wouldn’t be complete without a visit to a real live circle of standing stones, now would it? And by week three, I was ready for the real launch of my Outlandish adventures…
I’d seen on Facebook that Outlander was filming at Glasgow University, and also on a street in Glasgow’s west end. Driving down from the north, I was intent on checking out both those places before dark. I was on a mission… first stop, Glasgow University. I had never in my life been to Glasgow, but Siri was guiding me so what could go wrong? Right?!
Well, first I turned in to a park, which apparently was for foot traffic only. People were yelling and running after me – that was a dead giveaway! These helpful pedestrians, relieved that I hadn’t run them down, set me on the right path.
Just a tad frazzled now, I searched the university grounds looking for the place I’d seen on Facebook, and there it was. I approached a woman getting in to her car and asked if she knew of the Outlander filming. She said the filming seemed to be over now that the students were back. I was on the track but – oh no! – that track was a dead end. So, still hopeful, I set off for the west end.
|photo courtesy Outlander STARZ|
|The beautiful Glasgow University – didn’t get there on time|
|It was a sign – I was in the right place at last|
|Gary Steel surveying the scene and designing the street|
I asked a security guy if it was okay to be a spectator, and he waved me across the street towards a woman saying, “go ask her.” It turned out that she was another spectator and she laughed that she had been mistaken for one of the crew. (Fun side note: that was Sabrina, and we made a connection that day and went on to have fun travels and more Outlandish escapades together). I did, however, eventually ask a crew member and they said it was okay as long as we didn’t get in the way of the filming. Cue some verra big smiles on our faces then!
It was soon evident that we were looking at a street in Boston in the late 1940s, Claire and Frank’s home – goose bumps. New street lamp fittings, fire hydrant, painted lines on the streets removed, new street signs – Furey St, right? And on and on, it was fascinating to watch those preparations. All the details and all the people involved. The side streets were lined with trucks filled with props and equipment. Bicycles, prams, pot plants, you name it.
|the preparation of Furey St|
During all this early action, we chatted with Gary and then with Davie Stewart, Sam Heughan’s very friendly driver. They even posed for pictures with us. Davie is also well known for his photography (yep, Instagram) of all the phases and moods of the moon and beautiful landscapes. Everyone was asking him about his camera, but that was all way above my pay grade, me being a humble iPhone photographer and all. There was a good, friendly vibe, and we were hyped.
By now, there were three of us standing together – me, Sabrina and Naomi. Little did I know at that point what a strong connection I would make with those two. There seemed to be a lull in proceedings, so we decided on a coffee break, and, a girl’s gotta pee, right? We were excited and we were definitely there for the duration. As long as it took.
|Davie Stewart and Naomi|
|Me and Gary Steele|
Preparations continued throughout the entire morning – setting up the street, and getting everything just right. By this stage, a larger group had assembled and we met up with Ren, Dora and Morag. There was such a good feeling of Outlander fan camaraderie. We took advice from the security gal as to when the filming would commence. She said they were at lunch so we decided it was that time for us too, and we headed off for food, coffee, phone charging and wifi. We really got chatting then and found out that we were from all over the world. Australia, Germany, England, China and Malaysia – what a mix, and all die hard Outlander fans who had tracked this event down in much the same way I had!
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|Before filming commenced we could wander through the street – Morag taking pictures with her iPad|
When we returned, the street had been cordoned off, ready for action. We spotted a couple of other Outlander identities… none other than Matt Roberts, writer and producer extraordinaire. Swoon for his wonderful photographs too, eh? His remarkable black and white studies of people, landscapes, buildings and Outlander behind the scenes – all Instagram heaven. And also on the scene was Outlander language coach Carol Ann Crawford. Remember her cameo chatting with Roger, in “Dragonfly in Amber,” at the Reverend Wakefield’s wake?
|Matt Roberts and Carol Ann Crawford at the location|
The extras started to assemble in their gorgeous 1940s outfits and hairstyles. They were being primped and instructed and were practicing their moves, up and down the street. Then the cars started to arrive. Amazing 1940s cars in pristine condition were driven into the street. It really was beginning to feel like we had gone back in time.
|the cars arrived|
|the extras getting ready for action|
When Caitriona Balfe pulled up with her driver, Andy, there were squeals of delight from the assembled throng, about 20 strong by now. She waved and kept on going to her work, and we did hope that we might get up a little closer and more personal later in the day.
|Caitriona Balfe arrives|
Over the next several hours, we became aware of the grind that is part of the acting process. Caitriona had to repeatedly walk the length of the street, get into one of the cars and drive back… it was filmed over and over, to get it just as the director wanted. There were also scenes with Caitriona and another actress at the front of the house filmed over and over, seeking perfection.
|filming sequences in Boston (Glasgow west end)|
The weather had started to crack up a bit (no problem for me with my over-the-top Girl Guide preparations), but our spirits brightened when Caitriona walked up the street and started to chat with fans. She was lovely and good-humored (just as you would imagine) and happy to sign autographs and pose for fan pics. Oh, lucky day! Yours truly was in the wrong place at that moment (disappointment number two). “Oh well, there may be another day,” she (ahem, me) said hopefully.
|Dora and Sabrina with Caitriona Balfe|
|Ren with Caitriona Balfe|
There was a buzz when Tobias Menzies arrived in his dapper 1940s outfit.
|Tobias Menzies chatting with Matt Roberts|
|Tobias Menzies leaves with Davie Stewart|
As afternoon rolled in to evening, the crew went in to a whole new phase of action. Huge lights were brought into play, the street lamps were lit and the streetscape was changed, with bags of autumn leaves strewn around. Again, a small scene at the front of the house was filmed repeatedly getting things just right.
|Preparing for night time filming|
One thing which amazed me that day was the number of people involved and the time it took to film what may be a very short snippet on the show, or what may even end up on the cutting room floor. We hope not, though, because we REALLY want to see the scenes that we saw being filmed!
As night fell, we were tired, slightly damp and pretty cold, and we awarded ourselves medals for our stamina. We started to drift away one by one, saying our goodbyes and our ‘let’s keep in touches’. And we did, we became the newglasgowgirls. It had been a verra good day – one that I hope we have the opportunity to repeat another day in the not-too-distant future!