Day 2 of the Hebridean adventure.
Monday, day 2.
I was up with the lark, and watched an unremarkable sunrise from the cosines of our cabin. I felt quite relieved I hadn't listened to the inner photographer ( she can be quite manic at times....) who was raring to go at 6.45 am!
We had a lovely walk down to a little cove called swordsal bay, which had some seals bobbing about in the sun, catching the glistening rays as they played. We met a local guy walking his dogs who told us that as long as he could remember, a pod of killer whales come to this bay for about three weeks every September.
Another reason to revisit!
He told us that from the headland, the water was so clear you could see the whole whale. I could quite believe it looking at the turquoise water twinkling in the sun.
When we got back, Angela our next door neighbour, and host was outside so we had a nice chat. There was the house cat glowering at us from a gap in the garage wall which made for a hilarious picture......she retreated backwards frowning as she went so I was lucky to catch it!
We then set off for our second day of Hebridean adventures. The rough plan was to visit the western reaches of Lewis, via some very windy roads. I would say that one Hebridean mile is equivalent to ten normal miles in respect of driving!
I spotted what looked like an interesting circular route off the 'main' road so off we went.
The landscape over there is very lunar, reminding me very much of Iceland. There is a real Scandinavian vibe to the island, hardly surprising as it was inhabited by the Vikings for two hundred years. It was a single track road, and we passed some beautiful lochs, with small islands looking like they had been thrown in by giants.
I thought we were nearly there, and we came upon this amazing bay with pure white sand, and the darkest turquoise blending to navy blue sea. I checked the map and we weren't even half way round this tiny loop.
We stopped the car, and I almost ran onto the beach, straight through a small river ploughing a pastel blue path through the sand out to the sea. Tim followed at a more sedate pace with the pack up, and found a dry way across! I spent a happy hour trying to do justice to the curve of the bay, ate lunch and on we went.
We completed the circular route, and marvelled how small it was on the map for how long it took us! We then continued down the west coast road, just drinking in the amazing rugged views, almost untouched by man. The road comes to an abrupt halt as the end of the land mass becomes clear. We had a coffee, and again, just absorbed the energy and the view.
Coming back long that road we came face to face with a highland bullock who didn't seem to want to budge. After him and Tim eyeballing each other, he grumbled his way past us, very slowly!
There was a sign to another beach so we had to go and have a look. Oh my lord, it was breathtaking........the whole bay was a swirl of white sand and turquoise water. I spent a happy hour there making some images, and looking forward to visiting again in the near future.
Another lovely day, with lots seen, and lots done!
Keywords:
Harris,
Scotland,
Skye,
inner hebrides,
lewis,
outer Hebrides,
outer Hebrides,
photography,
travel
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