Our trip to Skye has finished as we head from Portree down to Shieldaig for two nights camping. Portree was very windy and wet and tonight Shieldaig looks to be absolutely no different either. All we can say is poor sods sleeping in tents!
This is us in a tiny campsite on the edge of a cliff, find us Here
Despite it being a tad windy, what a location we had! Pitched right on the waters edge with views of seals.
We even had a brief glimpse of the sun for at least 2 mins. Sufficient to get the chairs and binoculars out.
The site was a bit basic and their power supply flaky, but the view…
We took a scenic drive in the 27ft motor home from Dunvegan across to Portree via Uig, which literally has nothing there. The road and scenery was breathtaking and at times the tarmac descends down the cliff face to the sea as the little motor home is scrambling to hold onto what’s left of the blacktop.
As usual the route had to be via some historic landmarks (yawn), some woman’s grave and some disheveled old ruins that may have been castles at some point in the past.
5 hours later (slow drive on “single track, close your eyes and pray roads”) and we are at Portree, the capitol of Skye and the place with the most tourists so far (American and Japanese) .
Before we set off on this road trip, we had the misfortune of watching an awful TV show called MotorHoning with Merton & Webster, which was supposed to show you all about the pleasures of motorhoming in the UK, but what it actually showed was 2 irritating people attempting to be funny, not show anything of relevance and to be a downright waste of airtime. So in homage, we made our own version of it
Mrs Fogg spent an hour out on the headland searching for seals, with no luck at all. As the Mrs mentioned previously we are in Skye after crossing the bridge to stop in this windy little campsite where the camper van is rocking without any help.
Apparently Mrs Fogg is gonna “walk my legs off tomorrow” in search of either a rock or a church (how awesome will that be).
It’s nice being here ignoring the fact that this supposed once great nation (soon to be 4 little plots of land) that decided to stride out on its own, now has no sustainable gas supply and consequently no reasonable priced electricity, has no HGV drivers (they all gone home or got tied up in red tape) and is consequently running short on petrol, supermarket goods, toys, pet food and to add to it apparently we can’t produce CO2 (without help from our colonial cousins) so therefore no packaged meat, packaging or any meat produce and now Christmas Trees will be in short supply in 3 months (some things just ain’t fir, geddit?), but hey we aren’t using plastic bags or coal anymore and we are saving this little planet (wait didn’t that little black rock provide us with electric, oh that’s right it’s dirty and no other nation uses it, mmmmm). Any way never fear I’m sure the idiots who planned this self destruction (and couldn’t find their way out of a paper bag, see eco friendly bit of the rant here, otherwise it would be a plastic bag) don’t have second homes outside of this country that are all eco in design and build, or an escape plan!!!
Welcome to the Isle of Skye! Today we drove up and over the Skye bridge to Dunvegan.
We saw a brief glimpse of sunshine at Broadford and then unfortunately it’s been very grey (or atmospheric if you prefer). For the next two nights we are camped at the very edge of The Minch, an inlet sea that opens out to the Sea of the Hebrides. It’s a lovely view, if a little exposed at present!
We’ve been sat watching large grey seals bobbing up and down, large gulls and pretty little wagtails. The tide is coming in fast now and it’s getting chilly so we have withdrawn to Mabel to pop the heating on.
We arrived two days ago to Morvich, at the foot of a spectacular mountain range called the Kintail Sisters.
Unfortunately it’s rained ever since with incredibly low cloud. I managed to drag Mr Fogg for a circular walk yesterday afternoon when it dried up a little (short for less heavy rain!). This was fab.
A beautiful abandoned old church and cemetery for followers of Bonnie Prince Charlie and a memorial to those from the local area who died for him in battles.
THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE GNOME!!!
Mrs Fogg managed to find a local restaurant that does SeaFood Platters (lobster, crab, mussels, cockles, prawns, the lot) so why not sample it. At the Lochlevin Seafood Cafe which can be found Here
Lochlevin has didlysquat apart from a waterfall and the worlds largest indoor ice wall for climbers. But you can walk 400yds for a scenic view, of a bench.
A pleasant evening in Glencoe by the loch, with some wonderful views and pictures at 11pm. A rather packed site in comparison to 1 year ago with all spaces taken. Today I guess we’re gonna have to walk somewhere (don’t think I’ll get away with not walking the entire trip). For lunch we’re off to sample lobster and mussels.
