Europe

Over the Sea to Skye

Something called me to the Isle of Skye…I’ve never been there before, I had no prior knowledge of the place…but spending a couple of days on an island covered with mountains really appealed to me. So, after a quick visit to Inverness, we jumped on another train that wound across the highlands for 80 miles to the west coast of the Highlands. We passed through tiny towns with magical names; Muir of Ord, Lochluichart, Strathcarron and Duncraig. All the signs in the Highlands have the Gaelic translation on them as well, which looks a lot like Elvish (nerd alert!) I managed to grab some shots from the train; pastoral, mountain and sea.

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After 3 hours of scenery, during which the kindle lay unused on the table, we arrived in Kyle of Lochalsh, which is the last stop on the mainland. We had gotten used to an extensive schedule of busses, so when we finally found the bus stop in Kyle, we were disappointed to find that there was only one line, which appeared to run only on the equinox and every 7th Tuesday. A business minded cabbie had pinned his card next to the bus schedule, so after a couple of phone calls, we were picked up and chauffeured to our next Airbnb lodging. Strathallan Bed and Breakfast is located in Lower Breakish, right by the sea. Coincidentally, Angela and her husband are huge Metallica fans, Angela knits and crochets and they have a cuddly lab named Bobby, or as John and I call him, Sir Robert of Skye or MacLincoln. Needless to say, we felt quite at home. After dumping the backpacks and having a nice cuppa tea with homemade shortbread (you just can’t beat this place) we set off for the nearest town. Broadford is about 3 miles away from the BnB, along a coastal path.

20140415-220800.jpgThe tide was out at the time, leaving and expanse of seaweed covered rocks.

20140415-215738.jpg Along the way, we met MacLincoln v2.0. There was much pulling of ears, until his owner came out and scowled at us.

20140415-215947.jpg Once in Broadford, we stocked up on lunch making supplies for the next couple of days and paused to watch the tide come in.

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We had dinner at a restaurant called Creelers, which is a small, 10 table place, run by a husband and wife who are back in the kitchen cooking everything to order. I’ve never been served by the owner and head chef of a restaurant before, so it was quite special. Lamb Stew and Squat Lobster dishes devoured, we headed back down the path, amazed at how quickly the tide had turned and the difference it made to the landscape.
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We witnessed one hell of a sunset over the Cullin range.

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20140415-221726.jpgTomorrow we will have wheels, and will tour Skye via car…but for today, our feet did all the work and we collapsed into our (real) bed ready for sleep.

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3 replies »

  1. Wow. This is great. I love everything but the appearance of Angela, Bobby and MacLincoln are really special! Breathtaking sunset!

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