Today we took a coach tour to the Isle of Skye - it was a long day, leaving the cottage at 7:30am for our pick up in Inverness. There was about 30 people on the coach altogether with a mix of nationalities including German, Czech, French and quite a few Americans (we were the only English!).
The first part of the journey was mainly driving to Skye which took about 3 hours with a toilet break but it wasn't boring as we had lovely views and an interesting commentary from our guide Gordon (or wee bonnie Gordon as I liked to call him out of earshot as he was very Scottish with his kilt and ginger hair) It was supposed to be a dry day but for the first 1.5 hours of the journey it rained heavily but the closer we got to Skye the brighter it became and wee bonnie Gordon kept saying that the weather was going to be good and thankfully he was right!
Our first stop was Sligachan to see the Black Cuillin Mountains - wee bonnie Gordon and our driver were quite excited as they said they had never seen them so clear as they usually have cloud cover!
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The Black Cuillin Mountains |
Our next stop was Portree, the largest town on Skye and well known for its colourful houses.
We then drove along the Trotternish Ridge Peninsula and stopped to admire the unique rock formations including the Old Man of Storr, a 50 metre high rock pinnacle which juts out from the Ridge.
We then drove on to Kilt Rock; an exposed sea cliff which resembles the traditional Highland kilt with a waterfall that falls 60 metres into the Sound of Raasay below. It was very windy there but the views were lovely.
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Views from Kilt Rock |
My favourite stop was the Quiraing - a landscape made by a landslip thousands of years ago which caused some interesting rock formations with dramatic peaks and valleys along the Trotternish peninsular. We had 45 mins to hike up the Quiraing and take in the views - with the downside being the ground was very boggy which meant we got very wet feet (and I hate getting wet!). Half way up we heard a noise from behind and we stopped to see what it was - it was a low flying fighter jet that zoomed over our heads and then turned on its side and went behind the Quiraing - it was quite thrilling to see and very noisy! Wee bonnie Gordon said he had never seen that before so we were lucky to have been there at that time.
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Views of the Quiraing |
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Views of the outer Hebrides from Quiraing |
Our final main stop of the day was the Faerie Glen - a bizarre landscape of grassy cone-shaped hills. Wee bonnie Gordon was raving about the place but I wasn't that impressed - it was ok and nice to see but I think he oversold it to us. As we walked up the Faerie Glen, which is on a hill, I saw two people slip over in the mud which made me a bit aprehensive going up and then, when we were at the top one of our group slipped over and broke her ankle! Well that did it for me and I was even more aprehensive going down much to Peter's annoyance! I was glad to get down from the Faerie Glen but we then had to wait for the ambulance to arrive, and then it took four of the burliest men in our group, along with the ambulance men, to stretcher the poor lady down and off she went to hospital whilst we carried on with the tour.
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Faerie Glen |
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Waiting for the ambulance to arrive! |
We then stopped off for dinner - wee bonnie Gordon had taken our orders earlier in the day for either homemade chicken or vegetable curry which we picked up from a lady in a layby (!) and then we drove on to Eilean Donan Castle to eat our curry on the waters edge whilst admiring the view!
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Eileen Donan Castle |
We then drove back to Inverness and, due to the incident at the Faerie Glen, we were about an hour behind schedule and did not reach Inverness until about 9:45pm, so it was dark by the time we were ready to drive back home. Driving in the countryside, up the side of a hill, on tiny roads, with no lighting was quite challenging but we made it in one piece, only freaking ourselves out once when a cat ran out in the middle of nowhere making us jump. It was very dark and I literally couldnt see anything beyond my full beam lights and it was hard to see where the road was as it was so twisty and turning. When we arrived back at the cottage the owner came out to tell us they were in the middle of a power cut so when we got in we had to find candles and matches so that we had some light! By 11pm it still wasn't on, and we were tired from our long day so we went to bed by candle light!