Best laid plans

We intended to get the ferry over to Tarbert, but when we got to the car the drivers window had been shattered, probably from a fast moving stone as someone had been strimming the verges across the road. After an hour on the phone, we were told that the glass could be replaced on site - in two days time. As we would be home by then, we arranged for them to come to our house instead. 
Plan B was to sit on the porch of the rental house, watching the birds at the feeder. Then we walked along the shore to Kames, the contiguous village, admiring the many grand houses along the way.  Apparently, in its heyday, up to 100 steamers a day visited this area from Glasgow and the Clyde. I knew there were a few big houses here from the wealthy Victorian Glasgow merchants, but I hadn't expected so many, nor for them to be so big and so well maintained.   I wonder who owns them now.