I’ve had a few days break on the Isle of Skye. Despite the fact that I’ve lived in Scotland all my life this is the first time I’ve ever visited Skye. I took my camera and I’ve taken some of the loveliest photos I’ve ever taken up here. It’s an island which is bigger than it first appears. It’s takes quite a while to drive anywhere because a lot of the roads are single track with passing places, winding up and down and around the mountains, through the glens and across the bracken moors. It makes every little trip here an adventure.
One of the trips was to a lighthouse. You have to park your car in the car park at the top of the cliff then walk down a long, long trail to the lighthouse (and, yes, walking back up and up and up the same trail back to the car is VERY demanding! Especially if you spend your life avoiding serious exercise!). Right at the bottom of the trail is the lighthouse which is surrounded by a black, oily bog. Once you slurp your way across the bog (waterproof shoes essential!) you come to the very point of the peninsula. The lighthouse is behind you, across the sparkling sea you see the outlines of the further islands and before you, suddenly, you become aware of this field of stone structures. Yes, the whole area is rocky and you have to clamber over huge rocks to get to the field but there before you, as you get closer, you see hundreds upon hundreds of stone sculptures.
I took a lot of photos cos its just stunning, amazing, incredible. Go see the collection here.
This is simply an immense outpouring of the human creative spirit (well, unless you believe it was the fairies wot did it!) How did this start? Well, I can tell you it’s infectiously compulsive. One of those structures is the one I added to the collection. Any idea which one I made?

