The Isle of Harris: a feast for the senses and the soul

After our recent two week stay on the Isle of Skye, we journeyed further north and west to the Isle of Harris. We were staying in the northern, mountainous part:

The Outer Hebrides, with the Isle of Harris in red (image from Wikipedia)

It was beautifully remote and dramatic:

We tried to make friends with the neighbours:


But they were having none of it:

So we contented ourselves with watching them from afar:


There was certainly plenty of space for everyone to do their own thing. Immense, sweeping, breath-taking space. And if you look closely at this shot (click to enlarge), you will see a marvellous testament to the UK postal system. Collections were made from this post box every morning (except Sundays) at 08:30:


Yet there were places, particularly in the southern part of the island, where space became space-opera, with Luskentyre Beach playing a leading part. This is the most amazing spot. Miles and miles of clean, soft white sand, edged with a turquoise sea and, oh!, the skies!! It is impossible to do justice to this unforgettable location, but here are a few shots which give you some idea…

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A match for the sense of space was the spectacular light. With this last set of photos, none have been edited or enhanced: these were the very colours we experienced around our holiday property:

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Harris gave us a virtuoso performance, which was moving and memorable.

The earth has its music for those who will listen.

~ George Santayana

After our two weeks on Skye and our week on Harris, the location for our fourth and final week, South Uist, had a lot to live up to. Could it possibly do so…..?

A Scottish Journey II

At the end of my post yesterday, I left you with a view of the bridge connecting the Scottish mainland with the Isle of Skye, the largest and most northerly island in the Inner Hebrides.

Hub and I were on Skye for less than 24 hours.  It is one of our most favourite places, so even such a short visit was welcome.

We were able to fit in a short visit to the village of Kyleakin – this is the first settlement to be found on arrival over the bridge on the east coast of the island.  It is a lovely spot, although once again the weather was not too kind to us.  So I don’t have very many photos.  But here are views of the bridge from the other side of the water (Kyle Akin), and the broader bay, looking back across to the northwest Scottish mainland town of Kyle of Lochalsh.

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