I've Just Come Down From The Isle Of Skye...

Last bank holiday weekend Colin and I decided to go camping. We didn't really know where we were going until we got there but eventually we decided upon Skye. A good time was had. We had with us a barbeque, bacon, whisky and beer. Anything else in terms of outdoor equipment was a bonus. Fortunately the Island Gods smiled upon us and we were blessed with fantastic weather. On the first day we had little time to do anything but set up camp - which we did with a fair level of success all things considered. As you can see from the photographs, we even managed to get a camp fire going! How earthy and rugged are we?! On day 2 we took the advice of a fellow outdoor enthusist and went for a walk through the foothills of the Cuillin range to find a loch surrounded on all sides by mountains. It was well worth the 5 hour round trip. The loch was like glass and crystal clear. There was a pebbled beach on which we sat for a fair length of time, soaking up the sun (seriously) and admiring the vista. It was amazing. The walk there and back was fantastic as well. There were several beautiful waterfalls and also the ruged Skye coastline to admire.
It was a great weekend. My legs paid the price the follwing day but it was worth it.