We were pleasantly surprised to wake to a dry morning, it was overcast and cold but no wind. Pam was keen for a walk, so after coffee and fruit, we don our jackets and beanies and we set off for an hours walk around Trumpan. On our return we have a hardy camper-car breakfast and prepare the Hymer for take off.
We manage to upset a couple of crofterโs dogs as we walk around Trumpan, but we donโt see a soul. Mind you the views are excellent.
After such a big day yesterday we have nothing too exciting or far to go today. We start the long drive back down the peninsula from Trumpan turn east on the A850 for Portree. Whilst it considered the capital of Skye it is in fact a small fishing village, but it has a bank, mini-mart and police station.
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Portree is a pretty little place. It has 10 fish-n-chip shops but only 3 fishing boats. You can draw your own conclusions.
The pastel coloured buildings line the quay. Most are B&Bs as appears common on Skye.
We walk up to the town square looking for a souvenir of our stay in Skye. The local war memorial has obviously been part of the recent centenary commemorations.
We bump into Ian and Joe (from Queensland) again, wandering as aimlessly as ourselves and we agree to meet tonight for a drink in Uig.
Leaving Portree with all afternoon to burn we turn for the A855 and take the long way around the peninsula to the port of Uig. Five mile north and we find this amazing feature known as the Old Man of Storr.
Another 5 miles north we come across Kilt Rock. Unusual from this side, but great views and a waterfall from the other.
In the small car-park itโs chaos, but we manage a spot after a short wait and go for a walk. This is kilt rock waterfall.
From the viewing point looking south along the coast.
Rounding Staffin Bay.
We see a couple of cars stopped in a lay-by. There are no signs but we spot the ruins of Duntulm Castle, once the seat of the MacDonald. So we head off to explore.
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Itโs late afternoon as we roll down the hill to the port in Uig. There isnโt much here really. A scattering of house, a service station that doubles as a min-mart. There is a pub just over the road, so we may have a drink and eat out tonight.
We park up in the ferry terminal queue for the evening. Our ferry for Harris in the Outer Hebrides departs at 5am so we have an early start tomorrow. Ian and Jo from Brisbane who we met a few days earlier pull in behind us. Best have a ๐ป then.
Travelled: From Wildhill, England to St-Quentin, France (via Calais-Dunkirk) Visited: Ramsgate in England, Bailleul, Fromelles and St-Quentin in France Stayed: Parking area […]
