The Quiraing, Isle of Skye
After Kilt Rock we continued north for the Quiraing. This was always going to be the hit or miss location for me on account of Mrs R's height "issues" and before someone pipes up... we're not talking short***e either! Having failed to get her to the top of the Old Man (ooh matron!) viewpoint that is, this was always going to be a non-starter. However, I convinced her that it was worth the drive at least as the alternative was the long way round to Uig and our holiday home in Kensaleyre.
The Quiraing can only be reached by another single track road that cuts straight across the peninsular between Staffin (east) and Uig (west). The drive was quite uneventful compared to the Elgol trip with very few cars on this remote road. What did surprise me was to find a cemetery quite a way along the road and near one of the walking routes for the Quiraing. It had a very nice tarmacked car park as well, but you couldn't park there as the gates are permanently padlocked unless you are soon to become a patron. The main parking area sits on top of the plateau but you have to negotiate a switchback to reach it. The first is a right-hand bend that gradually steepens and then a tight left-hand, which is even steeper - if my memory serves me right - before summiting for the car park.
It occurred to me... if you were to die on Skye then you'd better kick the bucket on the east coast. Those on the west would have the more perilous journey to the cemetery. I wouldn't fancy the chances of the coffin staying put in the back of the hearse travelling down that switchback... just a thought.
Anyway, cutting to the chase... raining, dull, flat light, Mrs R underwhelmed again (although she did like the Storr), we didn't stop and carried on to Uig for a bit of light lunch. I have no idea what this picture has to do with all this waffle!
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