Sunday, 31 May 2015
Griombhal
Back in Uig (Lewis) with another very windy forecast. We walked up Griombhal, looking out at the seas swirling round Eilean Melasta, little realising what was to come
Friday, 29 May 2015
Pabbay, Lewis
After cycling back from Hamnavey we have lunch looking at the exciting seas at Mangurstadh.
Then drove over to the slipway at Valtos and paddled through calmer waters to the island of Pabbay. What a difference it makes being protected from the swell!
The Hebrides are full of the remnants of sheilings and Black Houses. Homes of crofters were evicted to make way for sheep.
At the rather special time of 9:30pm 29 May 2015... a rainbow appears over Bernera, as if to say "all is well"
Then drove over to the slipway at Valtos and paddled through calmer waters to the island of Pabbay. What a difference it makes being protected from the swell!
The Hebrides are full of the remnants of sheilings and Black Houses. Homes of crofters were evicted to make way for sheep.
At the rather special time of 9:30pm 29 May 2015... a rainbow appears over Bernera, as if to say "all is well"
Thursday, 28 May 2015
Loch Hammnavay (Tamnabhaigh!)
We went up to the Uig area, hoping better weather would set in soon, but the next day, with strong westerlies forecast, we cycled down to Loch Hammavey, hoping the deep NS valley would give us shelter.
It didn't, but it was still a lovely spot.
We rigged our groundsheet as a basha, using our bikes as tent poles!
It didn't, but it was still a lovely spot.
We rigged our groundsheet as a basha, using our bikes as tent poles!
Monday, 25 May 2015
Stockinish
On the way to Tarbert, we camped on Stockinish Island, next to an "Ob" a tidal nearly-fully-enclosed loch. In this case it was used by local fishermen to store lobsters in, ready for the Xmas rush.
The land here is incredibly bleak. Must have been heartbreaking for the families evicted in the 1850s from their fertile crofts on the West, just a few miles away.
The soil is too thin even to bury the dead, so they had to be carried over the Coffin road to the west coast
The land here is incredibly bleak. Must have been heartbreaking for the families evicted in the 1850s from their fertile crofts on the West, just a few miles away.
The soil is too thin even to bury the dead, so they had to be carried over the Coffin road to the west coast
Luskentyre
Arrived in Harris, with the weather forecast predicting Force 5 Westerlies. This was to be a bit of a pattern, with the weather unusually cold and windy for the whole trip. We wild camped on the lovely Luskentyre beach, looking over to Taransay, before paddling the sheltered bays of East Harris from Rodel back to Tarbert
Monday, 18 May 2015
Outer Hebrides
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