As Lizzie and self bought all our food from Farmfoods before we set off for Skye, the one thing that we did really well was eating! And as it was so expensive to have coffee in a coffee shop all the time, we always took our lunch and the flask with. We had decided to have a coffee and some cake once a day, whether in the morning or afternoon didn't matter.
We also didn't plan too much on where we were going on a specific day, but just went in a different direction every morning, or I should rather say afternoon, as the earliest I have been able to nag Liz into being ready, was once, and that was a few minutes before twelve.
The Skye landscape is just so overwhelming, and as it changes just about from mile to mile, we were in awe most of the time.One day we landed up a Trotternish, and the mountains with its crags and huge rocks and beautiful colours was like being in another world. As we drove on and through this wonderworld, we stopped every few miles to first enjoy the views, as the landscape changed just about from mile to mile.
After driving around, wondering how this wonderworld came into existence, we came to a small, winding and undulating road that led us to the Point of Sleat, where the sea was rough, and the lighthouse stood high and imposing, warning the ships that they were nearing danger.
But mostly I loved the Cuillin, a mountain range that stood watch over the lesser mountains and small lochs, called Lochans. For all I cared we could go there and walk every day, as I saw something new all the time. But the best of all this was when the sun set over the Cuillin, painting the skye a bloodred, interspersed with orange and yellow, setting off some dark blue clouds!
The other place where we experienced another wonderful sunset was at Portree, where, as we sat outside eating fish and chips, the skye suddenly became alive with all this vibrant colours. It is a pity that my camera was just not good enough to portray that colours!
Another day we drove to Tarskavaig, a wild and lonely place, where the landscape was actually not too harsh, but with lochans dotted all over and framed by the most fantastic Autumn colours. The wildness and loneliness of this landscape both put a strange fear, but also a kind of peace into my heart, and when an eagle suddenly rose as if from nowhere and circle the sky noiselessly until it disappeared inbetween the crags, I felt as if a piece of me went with it!
On the way back to the cottage we talked about how us as humans believe ourselves so important, while this mountains and the sea and the lochs would still be there, thousands of years after we were gone.
The next day we kind of skulked into Uig, as I had to see the doctor with my hand, and as we had told the kindly people that we were going home, we were in fear of meeting them. It is definitely not a good practice to lie, even a white lie to get out of such a spot, as then you have always to look over one's shoulder like we had to during our holiday, in case we see the owners of the caravan!