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Scotland autumn 2016, north to Ness

Strangely, as soon as we landed on Lewis the rain had stopped, and this Hebridean island seemed to have an entirely different weather system to the mainland.  We had camped on the outskirts of Stornoway and so drove out on the main road, across peat bog until we had reached the coast road which would run north to the Butt of Lewis. We passed a wind farm and a rainbow arcing over the moor. Ever in search of tourist items we found a large standing stone, Clach an Truisell, rising up next to a cottage, occupied by citizens of the USA.

A little further north we found yet some more stones, this time a rough circle, at  a place called Steinacleit. The light was beautiful and the sky covered with scudding clouds. We could see the sea from the slight rise of the hill.

Scotland, autumn 2016, out on the Eye Peninsula

After a walk around Stornoway we fancied exploring a little further, and so we drove out on the Eye Peninsula, due north east of the town. There is a lighthouse at Tiumpan Head, at the very end, where you are supposed to watch for wales. We looked for a while but no large mammals broke the surface of the sea. It was blowing quite hard and quite dull with a weak sun. I managed to find an informal rubbish dump.

At the base of the peninsula is the ruined St Columba Ui Church, the ui meaning isthmus. This is one of the most important archaeological sites on Lewis, The church was the main place of worship on the island in medieval times and is the resting place of the Macleod chiefs and the Mckenzies who ruled Lewis in later years. The memorial cairn was built to commemorate the crofters of Aignish who rioted in 1887 against the tyranny of the landlords.

Our final visit of the day was to Holm, from where we walked out onto the cliff to see the memorial to the Iolaire, a troop ship that wa…

Scotland autumn 2016, Stornoway

We finally boarded a ferry and made it to Stornoway on Lewis, across a clouded sea. The town proved to be another of those rather left behind Scottish places with quaint independent stores, displaying a strange collection of cluttered goods. The town also had a collection of primitive wooden carved figures of animals and people, presumably to illustrate it's heritage.

Scotland autumn 2016, a long drive north

Here is a corner for the exciting campsite we stayed in when in Idrigal.

However we left and retraced our steps across Skye, stopping briefly to photograph the weather over the Red Cuillins.

Then it was a hard drive up to Ullapoo, where we stayed the night in order to catch the morning ferry. The rain came with us all the way although we did come to a halt by Loch Maree, which is always worth a glance. The rain was quieter by the time we got to Ullapool and we again decided a swift drink was in order.