. No where on the island are you more than five miles from the sea. Sea lochs (those long fingers that steal between mountains and up wide glens) arefascinating to watch as they creep in and out leaving seaweed behind. Sheep and cattle roam quite freely, thinking the B roads are made for them.
B roads a "single carriageways"; they have one lane only and frequent, well labeled "Passing Places." I did manage to drive on them, much to my surprise, despite the stick shift and my bum left wrist. I'm thankful I didn't have to get into reverse often, and that I didn't hit any of the livestock.
On Sunday, I went to the Free Church of Scotland, expecting a Gaelic service and some intoning of psalms that I understood were reminiscent of Coptic chanting. The church was small, and I got there early, sitting outsider reading the local newspaper. I waited some more, and at 12:15 gave up on them!
I took off to Elgol, a tiny town on the southern end of a peninsula where I was told I'd get great views of the Cuillin (that's the set of mountains in the picture). The views were dramatic, and the sea air was cleansing. I loved climbing on the rocky shore looking for limpets and other creatures who live in the tidal pools. That was followed by a cup of tea and a homemade blueberry muffin from the one shop/cafe. Being with God in natural spaces is indeed a good way to spend Sabbath time. I do, however, wonder where all those Free Church of Scotland folks got to!
I took off to Elgol, a tiny town on the southern end of a peninsula where I was told I'd get great views of the Cuillin (that's the set of mountains in the picture). The views were dramatic, and the sea air was cleansing. I loved climbing on the rocky shore looking for limpets and other creatures who live in the tidal pools. That was followed by a cup of tea and a homemade blueberry muffin from the one shop/cafe. Being with God in natural spaces is indeed a good way to spend Sabbath time. I do, however, wonder where all those Free Church of Scotland folks got to!
