Isle of Skye

We went over to Skye via the Bridge and headed North to our farm site - previously booked.

We stocked up with food as I thought it might be remote and it was! Two miles down a track in a field - there was one other caravan with no occupants and the field was boggy. The farm where we were supposed to pay our £8.00 per night was also not occupied - so we were on our own in the wilderness. It was cold and wet so we stayed in and cooked - no tele, no website and no mobile so we played trionimos and then went to bed. Moved on the next day but the bonus was we saw 2 eagles as we left and headed over to Dunvegan on the other side of the island.

As we arrived at Dunvegan we saw a campsite next to the loch and managed to book in - we had a pitch right next to the edge of the loch and the sunset was stunning - see picture. I've never seen anything like it - the clouds first turned a mottly pink grey and then the pink went deeper until the water and the hillside were red. This must be like the northern lights and it makes me want to see that as well. The next morning we visited Dunvegan castle - the home of the McCleod clan - a really homely house with lots of history.

We left there around 2.30pm and went up the coast to a little fishing village with the oldest pub on the island - I tasted the beer made specially for the pub - The Stein Inn was built in 1790 - the ale - Sliding Deck - best beer I've ever tasted
We left the island the next day and vowed we would return a magical place to be - rugged but beautiful.