On Tuesday we took a ferry over to Lewis and Harris, technically one island but treated as if two islands. Harris was much more rugged and mountainous than Lewis. Unfortunately we didn't see any sun until the morning we left.
Memorial to 201 soldiers who lost their lives when the ship bringing them home from WW1 crashed a few yards from the harbour, in a huge storm.
Memorial to Bonnie Prince Charlie, who was helped through Lewis and Harris by Flora McDonald.
Lots of cake/produce boxes all around the island, this one was mostly craft items.
Luskentyre beach, considered one of the most beautiful in the UK.
The north of Lewis was very different to Harris.
The lighthouse holds the record for the windiest place in the UK but it was very calm the day we visited.
A replica moor hut.
A restored black house. This was a common style of house on Lewis from the mid 1800s until the 1960s.
A typical village.
Dun Carloway, a rich person's house about 2000 years ago.
Callanish Stone Circle, much larger than any other stone circles we've seen. There are three other smaller, circles in the surrounding area.
Saturday we took a ferry to Skye, which was beautiful but full of tourists. It has a bridge connecting it to mainland Scotland and I couldn't believe what a difference that makes to visitor numbers.
The north of Skye wasn't quite so touristy but the road was full of potholes. At least the scenery was worth it
Mealt Falls, a waterfall into the sea.
Old Man Storr, the tallest mountain on Skye.
The Fairy Pools, despite it being a miles off the main road, (where there was only a tiny sign) and starting the walk at 5.30pm there were at least a hundred people enjoying them with me.
Sunset at Eilean Donan castle meant great reflections and only about a dozen other visitors.
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