Day 4: Exploring the Isle of Skye

Instead of settling into our B&B and writing this entry tonight, I stayed out late and sang along with a fun pub musician.  I'm going to assume cafe visitors are fine with that decision.  The first few songs included two songs I adore beyond words: Wild Mountain Thyme and Dougie MacLean's Caledonia.  He also did some feisty Blondie, Mumford and Sons, and Johnny Cash songs.  It was a fun night after an equally fun day.

Late this afternoon we stopped at a bakery in Glendale and split 4 very tasty desserts.  We sat at a picnic table outside.  The sun was hot but grey clouds were starting to skulk across the sky. Sean spread out a very detailed map of Skye.  "Where exactly did we go?" I asked and he outlined today's journey from Mallaig to Skye and then along the western edge. When I looked at the map, I was struck at how far we'd travelled today.  I wasn't really paying attention to the geography as we travelled but I noticed lots of other lovely things instead like baby lambs, pink foxgloves growing wild, staggeringly beautiful views, thick brooding clouds hugging the Cuillin mountains, elegant dancing rivulets, and the list goes on.  My heart's in the Highlands for sure.  

Toward the end of the afternoon, we drove out to the Neist Point lighthouse.  It was a great trip out there and the walk to the lighthouse showed us some of the most spectacular scenery we've seen so far.  And somehow, reading To The Lighthouse this week, it seemed particularly fitting to go to a lighthouse.  I'm all out of words right now (and don't want to make KC cry again-- especially if she's eating her lunch hehe) so I'll stop here and let the pictures do the talking for me.  More tomorrow, kind friends.