Just look at it!
An azure sky.
A deep blue sea.
A spotless white sand beach.
Cue music! 😀
“Wait a minute!”
“Not that music!”
Not the sun drenched beaches of the Greek island package holiday for us. Oh no! We went in search of the deserted, white sand bays of Scotland’s wind swept far north west.
J, The Fatdog and I went island bagging!
In the coming weeks we’ll divulge why sheep count cars, what happens when you deprive a cow of its favourite field…and why children are banned from the playpark! We’ll also discover the ancient past of the Outer Hebrides and find that, in some ways, the past is not so far in the past as we might believe.
I get a shock to find streetlights on the west coast of Lewis (much to the hilarity of one pub landlord). The Fatdog is scared by a fly, geese and the world in general…and J, in desperation, raids the Butty Bus!
Mildly intrigued…I hope so 😉
Here are a few photos from the start of our adventures at the town of Uig on Skye’s far north west coast. It’s here that we meet the ferry that will take us on our 5 day trip to the Outer Hebrides, Scotland’s Gaelic stronghold.