Tuesday, 12 March 2019

24 hours on Skye


I have lost count how many times I have driven through the stunning Isle of Skye. I moved to North Uist in 1985.....so that's 34 years of driving across Skye to either get somewhere, or to get to Uig to catch a ferry!

How often have I actually stopped and appreciated what thousands of other people travel to Skye for every year? I have spent only 2, possibly 3 weekends doing the tourist thing in all the years I have lived in Scotland!

This weekend we were in Uist visiting my parents, but due to a fairly typical March Uist weather forecast, it meant we had to cut our visit short by a day, to make sure we were home in time for work on Wednesday.

Instead of coming straight home, we took the opportunity of having a ‘spare day' and being away in the motorhome and decided to spend some time on Skye.

We decided to visit the very popular fairy pools and then stay the night at Glenbrittle.

To park at the fairy pools costs £5, which might seem a bit steep....but when you see the effects of where previous visitors have abandoned their cars at the side of the road, and then see the expansive new car park that has been created to accommodate visitors and help alleviate the problem....I think it is money well spent. They are also planning to add toilet facilities this year, which I am sure will be welcomed.

The fairy pools were very lovely, especially stunning against the backdrop of the snow covered  Cuillins, and there was quite a few fellow walkers....it was a mission to take a photo without anyone else in it! The path is easy to walk, but does involve crossing a river by stepping stones....something which was a bit of a challenge for me!

We decided to stop the night at a spot I initially read about in the book ‘Cool Camping' from when we used to camp in a tent....Glenbrittle.

You follow the road on from the fairy pools car park, down the glen and along the foot of the impressive Cuillins. You eventually reach the south-west coast of the island. You reach a bay where the Brittle River flows into Loch Brittle. It is truly stunning and my photos do not do it justice!

This particular day the wind was picking up, as forecasted, and the darkness was descending over the mountains. There is a campsite at Glenbrittle, but wasn't open at this time of year. If it had been open, we would have happily paid to stop at this stunning site! Instead we parked up in the car park.

The wind gusted all night, we did consider moving to a more sheltered spot, but when we woke in the morning, I was so glad we stayed put....the walk along the black sanded beach, with the sea pounding at high tide and the view of the mountains was completely worth being rocked to sleep by the wind!











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