A fine beastie.
Sligachan and views of the Black Cuillin.
View of the stream Allt Coir a Mhadaidh coursing past the pinnacle of Sgurr an Fheadain.
We unwittingly beat the crowds by first driving through Glen Brittle before heading to the Fairy Pools of Allt Coir a Mhadaidh. We arrived just as the crowds were beating a hasty retreat from the midges and back to their cars for lunch.
After a short stop at the Talisker Distillery we headed onwards for late afternoon lunch. The folks at the Carbost Oyster Shack were starting to scrub down when we arrived.
Once again, judging by the mountains of detritus in the bins, we found we'd beaten the crowds. Only thing to do but to tuck into the fresh seafood and take our time in enjoying the picturesque view.
The Old Man of Storr
We headed on to Uig ready to catch the ferry to Harris the next day.
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