This is Sunday, and in the Outer Hebrides, especially on Lewis, this means nothing is open. It used to mean not even the ferries ran, but no longer. You're supposed to go to church and rest--no work. So I guess I began sinning at the very beginning of my day. Had a light breakfast then waited for laundry to finish--washers here take up to 3 hours to finish even a small load. The cycles go through many soaks and rinses then terrifically fast spins. Must helps with drying though since his cottage doesn't have a dryer.
Finally we set out on one of our pre decided self-created excursions. Today's was North and included Dun Carloway, Dalmore Beach, Whalebone Arch in Bragar, and Butt of Lewis Lighthouse.
First was retracing part of the route we took last night in pitch black darkness. Can't believe we successfully navigated he's narrow single track roads in the dark when tired. We must be better than we think! After driving around today, I'm not surprised to learn that about 25% of the Outer Hebrides is lochs and many seem to be tidal. Lochs are everywhere around every turn!
We are in the Pairc area with its 6500 acres and the most remote area in the UK. It is made up of inhabited and deserted settlements. The population is around 400 and most are Gaelic speakers. Here you'll find the Golden Sea Eagle--indeed one usually sits out behind our cottage, we are told--otters, seals, and porpoises.
Dun Carloway is located on a rocky knoll in a good defensive position. It is from the Iron Age and was designed to impress and defend. It was probably the home of a tribal leader and important members of the community. Broths are built with two concentric walls of stone with a stairway or gallery within the walls to the upper floors. This is one of the best preserved Brock's and dates back 2000 years. In the 16th century, Donald Cam MacAulay climbed this brochure to smoke out a party of Morrison cattle raiders who had taken refuge in the ruin. Amazingly, no mortar was used in these structures.
We next drove to Dalmore (Dail Mor) Beach. This beach is located just beyond a beautiful cemetery and has a cluster of interesting rocks on it. Just offshore is a sea stack and the waves came crashing on it and the shore with the wind blowing a spray off each one.
Then we drove to Bragar to see the huge whalebone Arch just standing in someone's front garden. This whale jawbone was erected by the former village postmaster, Murdo Morrison. And was formed from the jawbones of a giant whale which beached itself and died in Bragar Bay after being harpooned by hunters in 1920. It was an enormous 80 foot blue whale with a harpoon stuck in it, rope still attached. Murdo decided to use the jawbones as an arch and had someone join the bones and hang the harpoon in the center. While the harpoon was being cleaned, there was a deafening explosion as a shot from it drove a huge hole in the garage wall. Evidently only one of the two shots had gone off in the whale. It is thought that the whale had traveled hundreds of miles from the Antarctic whaling grounds. It is over 20 feet high and 40 feet across. Amazing.
Next was the Butt of Lewis Lighthouse at Point Ness, the northerly tip of the Isle of Lewis. It was built by the Stevenson family who were responsible for building lighthouses in some,of the most treacherous seas in the British Isles. It was so clear again today that we think we could see across to Cape Wrath on the mainland of Scotland.
I had a sheep greeting committee when we returned from our day's adventures. Threw together lunch then had a restful afternoon. For dinner, I made veggie omelets for us.
View from living room window on awakening/ Look at those colors!:
View from living room window on awakening/ Look at those colors!:
As we leave for the day, we finally get to se what the cottage looks like in the light:
Carloway Broch, dating from 2300 to 1500 years ago:
Dalmore Beach:
Rocks on beach:
graveyard right by this beach:
Whalebone Arch:
ingenious school bus stop, to keep wind off you, you move to the next section:
Butt of Lewis Lighthouse at tip of Isle of Lewis:
Guinness record of windiest spot in the UK
on way back to cottage:
Sheep waiting to greet me when we come home:
Amazing sunsets here:
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