We got up a little later the next day because of a decision taken the night before to eat a Scottish breakfast served in the tiny shop cum restaurant ran by the hostel families. It was a delicious meal served by Hippy Lady’s teenaged daughter and set the right mood for our trip to our next destination, the Rua Reidh Lighthouse Hostel at Melvaig, Gairloch.
Jolene and Michael were somewhat concerned about the integrity of the clutch of their car and it was decided that we would have it repaired by a mechanic they knew in Kyle of Lochalsh.
Fortunately we did find another mechanic who could repair the clutch and then drove towards Plockton on the northwest Coast of Skye. Plockton was known as the Jewel of the Highlands and situated at Loch Carron. On the way there we observed a road sign indicating that a left turn would take you to Strome Ferry. In parenthesis below the name it was made clear to each and everyone that there was in fact no ferry at Strome ferry. I can imagine that before this caveat was issued, many an exasperated tourist in search of a ferry to transport the car across the loch would have arrived at a village far removed from any port.
But even more picturesque than what was described in Jolene’s guide book was the loch side village of Shieldaig. It was truly a scattering of mostly whitewashed buildings and cottages along the shore of the loch. Opposite the village was an island bird sanctuary covered in Scots pine. The whole village and surrounds were idyllic. Den Rest des Eintrags lesen. »