First place I went to once actually on Skye… and it was closed for construction work. However it was Sunday so I jumped the fence. Impossible to take pictures of this with my expensive camera and lenses so this was a drone. I have a feeling this will be a pattern.
And then on to Quiraing, a collection of features in the Trotternish Ridge escarpment. It was early, it was dark, it’s miles down a very dodgy track, I was the only one there, and the weather was closing in. So I took a couple of pics and chickened out back to the car with snow in my boots.
The Needle
The Needle. What a scary climb up to this in the snow…. Just behind it is the Prison and just behind me is the Table, but bugger them; all I could think of was sliding to my death. Hopefully I can come back later in the week if the weather improves.
Dawn over the north-east coast
After Quiraing, piss-wet through and freezing I went home to dry my clothes and have lunch to find - a two-hour island-wide power cut. Sat in front of the fire eating a cheese sandwich.
Dunvegan Castle
Early evening and I drove an hour to take this picture with the wrong lens, in the wrong weather and with the wrong amount of enthusiasm. I imagine in a dusky summer sun it looks fab. For a castle. Castles are boring. The walk wasn’t though…. My guide-book said “Go through the gate next to the road sign to Claigan” which was a euphemism for “Climb over the locked and barbed-wire-topped gate with the sign saying Beware Of The Bull” (and then over two more fences.) Wasn’t worth it.
Neist Point
Notable according to my guide (post-bridge) as the furthest west part of the UK you can drive to, which rather depends on where you start. Bloody London metropolitan elites…! Another drone-shot. What did I say…?