This is, supposedly, our last good weather day, with a massive downpour predicted for the next two days.
We headed to CALLANISH STANDING STONES. It took me twenty minutes to get beyond the car park.
First was a motor home with all trips represented in souvenir form. The owner has been in the Caravan Club for over 50 years and is now an honorary member …..... what a surprise! We had a natter, he and his wife were lovely and showed no sign of the madness required to amass such a display.
An orange '74 DODGE, car, pulled in and left as we chatted in 'souvenir central' . When I finally tore myself away, I walked into a horse box with these fellas inside.
I'm ready for my profile now Mr Devill (??)
I did make it out to the stones.
It's very busy
which is in contrast to our previous visit, when it was just us and the wind.
We couldn't even find a convincing sign post to the place previously.
Now it's all signs,info boards, and a smart new visitors centre. Drinks all round then and a discussion about the techy things you can do with mobys these days.
We headed on towards SEAFORTH LOCH. The scenery altered as we tootled southwards, becoming more mountainous, the road snaking away into the mist ahead of us.
Even with the weather closing it, the views are completely engaging at the mouth of Seaforth Loch.
HIGHLAND THISTLES are at their very best right now.
The wind was blasting us and rain was beginning to spot the windscreen. We gave up looking for SEA EAGLES and MARINE LIFE and headed for the small island of SCALPAY.
We loved the old hulks that lurk in neglected corners.
We gave a lift to three young sailors who had been forced to take safe harbour in the gale force winds, and needed to get to the nearest shop – TARBET. We crammed three of them in with us, leaving the other five behind on the boat.
We dropped our guests and headed for home, stopping off at STONES II
In the dusky greyness,
they looked stunning
in a monochrome way.
I got a bit carried away,
so many stones,
so little time
and not a soul about,
nor a visitors centre.
We came 'home' for tea and cakes.
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