Byline: Jim McBeth
THE great Columba raised his voice in defiance of the Atlantic wind - imploring heaven to accept the soul of a warrior prince whose legend would one day equal that of the living saint who was laying him to rest.
Decades earlier, the holy monk had placed the crown of the Dalriadan Scots on the brow of the dead man's father Aedan mac Gabrain.
He would later christen the king's son, born in the year 559, with the name of Artuir macAedain. The boy grew up to be a great and feared warrior.
Artuir, was mortally wounded in battle at the age of 35 in what is now Perthshire. He was carried by his 'knights' to the holy island of Iona, off Mull - and the legend of King Arthur was born.
History has presented him in many guises - the shining 'English' knight of Camelot, a king of the ancient Britons, or a Cornish or Welsh hero.
But after years of trawling …