18 to 22 May
On our way to the ferry on Saturday we stopped at the Eriskay community shop for a few provisions. Arriving in Barra punctually we had time to take a small detour to witness the arrival of the tiny Logan Air plane onto the beach runway. This is a regular service from Glasgow and signs warn you to keep off the beach when the windsock is flying.
The runway at Barra |
Touchdown |
We were surprised how many people were there to watch (in cars and motorhomes). Afterwards we drove around the top half of the island to reach our campsite, Borve Camping and Caravanning. The view from the site was superb.
Barra Heritage Centre has a tea room and an exhibition about Barra, which we might have explored with more time / bad weather. It has been very hard to find places to eat out, but Castlebay Hotel hit the spot on this occasion. It was a shame the waitress knocked a jug of warm milk for John's coffee into his lap! From Castlebay we drove along the east side of the island and then to the top of the northern peninsula, for a night at the remote Croft No. 2 site, with its fantastic views. Usually there is a fish diner right next door but, guess what, it only opens during the latter half of the week!
View from our van at Croft No. 2 |
An early start was required on Tuesday to get the 8.30 ferry from Ardmhor, where we were greeted by name and Ardmhor Cafe provided excellent coffee and hot chocolate.
Arriving back on Eriskay it was a pleasant change to be somewhere familiar and we also made a second visit to the Kildonan Heritage Centre to buy books by Scottish author, Peter May. Blackhouse is the first of a trilogy of crime novels based in the Outer Hebrides and the book "Peter May's Hebrides" gives a lot of background to those novels.
The next site was next to the RSPB Balranald nature reserve and also located behind the beach. It was a glorious afternoon and we enjoyed the 3 mile walk around the reserve where we spotted oystercatchers, lapwing, ringed plover, skylark and various gulls off our own bat and dunlin, turnstone and knot with the help of an expert. Despite being very tired we dragged ourselves back to the edge of the beach to photograph the sunset at 21.58.
The next morning we drove over another causeway onto the Isle of
Berneray, from where we caught another ferry for the crossing to Leverburgh, on
the south of the Isle of Harris
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