First Day on Isle of Harris - September 28

View of the Atlantic from the Broch

The Broch

Not a lot of narrative for today.  Just a few observations and a bunch of pictures. Woke up after a stormy night to relatively clear skies and a nice sunrise.

Bedroom

Kitchen and Dining Room

Living Room

Spent a little time exploring the Broch.  The structure is a modern version of a 13th century dwelling where the stone is stacked like a beehive. Doubt they had window panes, towel warmers, and rain shower heads (let alone plumbing and electricity).  It is three stories with the kitchen, laundry, and dining on the first floor, the living and bathroom on the second floor, and the bedroom occupying the third floor.

Morning at Bagh Steinigidh

View of Ceapabhal from Harris Golf Course

 After having a light breakfast and making a light lunch (everything shuts down on Sunday here on Harris) we stepped out to the west coast of Harris in search of pretty places.  We were not disappointed. 

After stopping at the Harris Golf Club (20 pounds for a round of golf!) and Rick deciding to play before we leave.  We continued on south, passing small remote villages and ending at the very tip of Harris occupied by a small town named Roghadal.

Lunch Stop

Southern Tip of Harris

After taking in the view of North Uist, another Outer Hebrides Island, we headed north through a landscape of Lewis granite.

As we headed northeast, in some places closely skirting the east coast, we began to see more and more marshlands and locks, covered with colorful heather.

The light wasn't the best but the landscape still afforded us some beautiful views.

We cut back over to the west coast near the town Tuath and spent a bit of time photographing the salt marshes in the shadow of Ceopabhal.

Traigh (Beach) Lar

Then stopped to have a coffee at a hobbit like cafe called "Temple Cafe" and then headed out to see the famous Harris white sand beaches.

We then headed back to where we began to capture a sunset.  There we smelled them burning the peat (for warmth) that we had seen them harvesting earlier in the day.  Smells better than it tastes in whiskey, though given how good it smells, I can understand how people would come to like it flavoring their whiskey.  Afterwards, we headed and then back to the Broch for a meal of tortellini, salad and bread.  I am content.