Catch Up
Posted: Monday, 07 May 2007 |
3 comments |
Well now, things have been pretty hectic round here recently, and are shaping up to continue being that way for the next while; Isle of Skye Music Festival, Craig Hill, The Saw Doctors, the "Dirty Thirty", week-long trip to Glasgow - it's all go.
So, what have I been up to since last we spake?
Did the round of Beinn na Caillich, Beinn Dearg Mhor and Beinn Dearg Bheag with a couple of work colleagues. It was blazing sunshine, and the views from the summit were worth the slog up the big aul' lump. Saucy Mary has certainly chosen a good spot to be buried, although I don't envy the ones who had to carry her up there. I have some pics that I took on the phone, but they're too big to upload. I shall attempt some technical jiggery-pokery and try again later.
Was down at Kylerhea after that - it's amazing down there. "Narrows" is right! You should see the speed that the sea whizzes through at. The poor wee ferry battling against it too. Walked over there from the woods at Kinloch along the old Drover's path. It's a fabulous walk, but a dreadful path. It even disappears in a couple of places. Having said that, perhaps it's better that way - limiting the amount of people who would go there.
Polly and her husband also took me out for a wee voyage on the Sound of Sleat. Technically, we were fishing, but that seemed to be a cover story more than anything else. It was highly enjoyable and very relaxing.
I also cycled from Broadford to Kinloch, mostly along the old road to Sleat. It's a lovely ride (or walk) along the side of wee lochans and everything. Highly recommended if you get a chance.
Umm, that's all I can think of just now. Will try again with the pictures later.
Posted on Stone and Sea at 11:55
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Anyone daunted by the drovers' path from Kinloch to Kylerhea, only needs to venture as far as Leitir Fura, which offers stupendous views down the Sound of Sleat.
Arnish Lighthouse from Stornoway
I'm reminded of a story told by my father, Angus,(therefore I know it's true) about his Grandfather who was on the last of the cattle droves from Skye to Falkirk. He said that at night, in the cold weather, they would take their Big Kilts, F茅ileadh M貌r, and soak them in a burn, then they would wrap the wet cloth round them so that a skin of ice would form on the outside while the inside would be warmed by their body heat. Thus the ice would thwart the freezing winds and they'd be snug, though damp, inside. Personally I'd be happy with a down 'Mummy' bag. Aye they were tough in those days!!!!
Tom Campbell from USA
Wish I'd known that one when I was here during my first tour over xmas last year, absolutely baltic even with arctic sleeping bags and tents......as for the walks also liked the one around the Portree Bay, Scorry Breac, Black Rock and keep going then up over the hill till you get to Staffin Road and back down into the village. Wonderful views so peaceful.....took my wee lad, Scott, once and he yelled his head of shouting at Crocket, my brother, out on the fish farm......doesn't spoil the view, nothing could.....Ohhh to be home....
dru jnr from Kandahar, Afghanistan
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