Uig Sands, Lewis
It’s great to watch the mainland receding from the deck of the Ullapool – Stornoway ferry, although I have to admit that such journeys are much more relaxing when sitting in the bar scooping beer rather than refereeing in the children’s soft play area. We were headed for Uig Sands on the west coast of […]
Waiting for the ferry in Ullapool
Carlos Castaneda’s shaman Don Juan remarked that a crow is never just a crow, it is always a sign. In a similar vein I hope that the seagull that obligingly placed itself in the centre of my photo of Loch Broom, with a cloud-veiled Ben Mor Coigach beyond, is a good omen, promising a fine […]
North Coast Cycle Day 4: Strathy to Thurso
One question has been burining in my mind since finishing the tour. Does the act of cycling itself induce flatulence, or is it simply that gas is generated in direct proportion to calorie intake, three times the calories generating three times the wind? Perhaps the liberal consumption of foaming pints of Radler plays a part. Or […]
North Coast Cycle Day 3: Durness to Strathy
Another soggy, squalid start to the day in a beer-smelling tent, thanks to a minor spillage on the first night. This must be Scotland as the tourist sees it, day after day of low cloud and constant precipitation. Always a risk when activities are planned far in advance, as they must if they involve securing […]
