Another day, another Skye

Our Kilmur house was simple and cozy. We got up, had a nice shower, and Sam made us a nice breakfast. He then spent at least 30-45 minutes telling us about things we could do while on the island. He asked what our plans were, and I hated to tell him we were going to spend another night at the island--but not with them, as we'd planned to camp out since we'd missed our first opportunity in Inverness. He was very gracious and gave us some great suggestions.

The first thing we did was see Dunvegan Castle. We don't have a lot of pictures as they prohibit photography in the castle. We did get a nice souvenir book to remember our visit. Just a couple of observations.

• Dunvegan castle is the centre of the clan MacLeod. Skye and Dunvegan has more norse influence because it was an opportune spot for the Vikings to invade.
• I know nothing about preservation, but there is remarkably little done in many sights we visited to preserve the artifacts they house. At Dunvegan Castle, windows were open, without screens and with no UV protection. I have to say that Dunvegan was one of the only sights that seemed to have a very visible security system including motion detectors.
• Like many of the sites we visited, there was no live or audio tour available. They did provide laminated sheets to provide some history, which was very nice.

Dunvegan wasn't my favorite castle, but the gardens were very nice. It was interesting to see the range of fortifications of castles. Dunvegan was the home of a chieftain, not a king so there were never as many armaments built around it as say, Sterling or Edinburgh.

Onward from Dunvegan...

We took some time to cover the north west of the island. There wasn't a lot to see, but it was a nice drive. More sheep, grass, and slightly flatter than the south west or south east. We stopped by a few shops and by the famous Three Chimneys Restaurant. This place has quite the reputation in the UK. Apparently some people have even been known to helicopter in for a weekend visit and dinner at the restaurant! We weren't able to get in on this visit--it is very small and books up well in advance. Perhaps next visit.

We headed to the South west of the island to locate a camp site. There was a campsite and a convenient cross roads at Sligachan. It had a nice view of the Cullin mountains but it was a bit close to the road. I had my eye further down south to the Glenbrittle area. It also had a view of the mountains, but also the Sea. We made our way down the long, one lane rode with "passing areas" for about 25 minute drive through even more nice country side. The island is filled with these small roads so driving is even more challenging than the goats, minivan, and right-side would be otherwise. The only downside was it was very grey, soppy as we drove down. It was rather majestic though to see the clouds hanging so low on the 3,166' mountain range. When we got to the end of the road (literally) there was a gate to a camp site, right where the GPS said it would be. Excellent! We parked and went for a walk on the beach. There was something very desolate and solitary about the place even though there were a reasonable number of people in the campground. People were quiet and unusually respectful. How could you not be? The beach was about 600 yards deep; that is, the water travels between the high and low tide marks. I'd never seen a beach like this. The sand was highly compacted and so was easy to walk on. it was a graphite colour and filled with all kinds of life since we were now at a low-tide point. Unfortunately, there was a sheep laying in the sand that was no longer full of life. Something had happened to the poor guy and he passed on. I could think of worse places to spend your last minutes, but it was sad, but peaceful.

As we walked along the beach, we met a young woman from Bristol. Until ten years ago, she had been coming to that spot with her parents every year since she was a little girl. She knowingly pointed out the landmarks like the island of Canna--one of the several in Inner Hebrides the way someone would show you around a house they had lived in all their lives. Some of the other islands--Rum Island, Mull, Eigg weren't visible from our standpoint. She told us about some of the good hikes and climbing that were to be had just up the path at the other end of the campsite, just past the bathrooms. She also shared the important news that there was a family of otters at the end of the shoreline earlier that day. Now that's important! Perspective. We had a pleasant conversation where she shared her passion for this place with us. Somehow, I was moved by what it meant to her. Later, I found myself wishing I knew why she'd been away from it for ten years, but I didn't get a chance to ask her.

In addition to the fog, we'd lost most the day light, so after a walk on the beach, we went back to the van and read for a while before calling it a night. Reading in the back of the van, with the back hatch open and the sea just beyond was very peaceful for a while. But soon I began to notice what I determined must be the famous Scottish Midges!

There are something like three dozen types of midges--all related to mosquitoes. The female midges byte, but do not sting. They are apparently more annoying than anything, but they have gotten under one too many kilts and the Scots have been working hard to deal with them. There is now a machine used to combat these pests that produces a scent the midges rather like--which is basically an artificial cow manure smell made of methane and some other things--to attract the midges. Once attracted, they are sucked into a giant vacuum cleaner. The machines are expensive for now, so they are used in beer gardens and other public places.

I hopped that the skies would clear the next day because we were right at the base of some beautiful mountains that were met by the Sea of Hebrides. Even with the bad weather, I was intrigued by the place. I knew what our neighbor in Glasgow, Phoebe meant when she said that people either love or hate the place--it feels desolate to some. On a clear day it must be absolutely amazing and I wanted to find out.