There were seven of us at last nights stop. That's the internet for you, now everyone knows about these pretty little places. What they may not know is the roads out are horrendous. Ascents and descents of 15%. We've driven these roads before in our campervan and Angela vowed never again, she still does!
Once again the morning dawned gloomy. It had rained all night and the cloud cloaked the mountains. It seems the weather is not yet ready to accept it's summer.
Aware of the limited availability on ferries to the outer Hebrides we decided this morning to book a ferry to Lochmaddy in North Uist, then catch a ferry back to Harris and then back to the mainland over the next week or so. Worst case we'd be stuck on the Outer Hebrides. Oh dear! So more shopping was purchased at a large Coop where we met a lady and her daughter we'd spoken with yesterday evening. They've been van lifers since last summer and like us were in no rush. We are examples of people who wander, but are not lost.
As expected Skye is busy. A snake of vehicles in both directions. Angela has a love hate feel for the island. She hates it is so busy, but loves its beautiful scenery. She also accepts we make up part of the snake. Our ferry from Uig now booked we stopped at the sports centre in Portree to take showers. Concessions? We most certainly are! £2.20 each then. And the water was hot. Result.
Then time to find an overnight stop. Staffin Beach, where we have stayed before is a little further north on the island. Our route took us past many of the 'must see' tourist spots. Waterfalls, The Old Man of Storr, shrouded in cloud and Kilt Rock. But we didn't need to stop. We've visited them all before. Staffin Beach is famous for it's Dinosaur footprints. Seventeen in total. We managed to spot three today.
It's busy here, no suprise there. But we've managed to tuck in between two large vans which is great as it is windy and they offer us some protection. For now the rain has retreated, but no doubt it will return.
Fish fingers in rolls with salad for tonight's meal all prepared inside. We have a system now, and suddenly our inside space doesn't seem so intimate. And Angela has discovered the Boxio makes a very nice coffee table for her wine!
