Today we needed to drive back to Harris, as in two days time we must catch our early morning sailing across to North Uist. Marge, dare we say it, breezed along now quite happy. We passed quite a few cyclists struggling their way up the six and a half miles of steep inclines, and didn't envy them.
Stopping at a viewpoint, where we decided
to lunch, two cyclists sat quite despondent. They'd shredded a tyre on their
20-inch wheeled tandem on a cattle grid and were awaiting help from the bike
shop in Stornoway. As we lunched, three men arrived one after the other after
slogging up a huge hill. We got talking, the eldest, from Merseyside was
seventy-nine! The good Samaritans we are, we offered to fill their water
bottles before they set off, for which they were grateful.
Feeling a little soft, we powered up Marge and continued onwards to Luskentyre Just when we thought our overnight spots couldn't become more beautiful, we were proved wrong. This is heaven Marge. We are settled above the three-mile-wide estuary with views to the mountains. The van next to us belongs to a lady from Cornwall. She was near to us when we overnighted at Cliff. Needing to stretch our legs we took a walk of a mile and a half down to the beach passing the magnificent holiday homes along the way.
Our favourite building though was 'The Cake Shed'. A little further on, we stopped at the little beach shop and bought ice lollies. And then, what a beach!
What a view! What a beautiful starfish! We sat on the sand warmed by the sun and looked across at the small island of Taransay where the BBC filmed the programme Castaway in 2000. The success of the programme launched Ben Fogles television career.
This evening us, and the
owners of the other three vans are excited as we wait for the sunset. We think
it will be amazing.
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