Eigg

 A few days away in typical Scottish weather. Wind and rain one minute and the sun splitting the clouds the next. We journeyed under blue skies from Arisaig out through the azure blue waters of the Skerries. With the North most point of Eigg in our sights, and the Cuillins of Rum growing ever taller, the 18km crossing soon passed by.

 

One of the locals soaking up the midday sun on the Skerries

 



A meander through the numerous Skerries as we made our way out to Eigg


 



Stretching our legs after the crossing. The Cuillin Mountains on Skye bathed in light.



 

We stopped for a spot of lunch before making our way round to the West of the Island.

 

Rounding the North tip of Eigg.

 

 

Heading South now through the Sound of Rum to our overnight stop at Camas Sgiotaig.

 

Taking shelter from the gentle Atlantic swells.
 

Our overnight camp for day one. What a view from the tent door.

 

Dave on dishwashing duty after meal time.

 

After making camp I took a walk to the top of Beinn Bhuidhe. The panoramic views were stunning in the fading evening light.

 

 Stonechats and Wheatears behind our camp site.

The Singing sands

 

 

 

Rum was temptingly close but maybe next time.

Day two and the circus was leaving town. A fresher feel to the day with a gusty SE wind. We broke through the small surf on the beach and headed South around the Island.

Leaving the beach on day two.



The SW of the Island is very remote and rugged with limited landing possibilities. Not a good idea to run gaps like this then in a fully laden sea kayak

Oh well, at least it gave us something to do for half an hour. 

We made our way South exploring the shoreline and investigating the caves and gullies



Eventually we rounded the bottom corner and stopped for lunch under the shadow of An Sgurr.

 

The sun was shining but the day was changing. Rather than heading on to Muck as originally planned we decided to head over to the mainland and overnight on beach closer to civilisation.

Wind power made the journey easier for Dave.

 

 

 

Sailing away from Eigg with An Sgurr in the background

 

30 km later and we were back ashore on a hidden little gem of a beach. Camp was quickly set up as the rain had just started.

 

Just time for a quick dip before the evening meal.

 

 

All that way from home and look what you find when searching for fire wood.

 

A view from the top of a hill behind our camp site. The weather now set in for the night.

Some fine concoctions were revealed that evening with Dave providing some refreshments from his recent trip to Mexico

Yup, sitting down is the safest option. I've heard the night air is dodgy for blowing people over.

Visitors had been here before us so we made use of their fire pit and some of the wood they had left behind.

 



Day three, forecast for rain all day so a quick 10k dash back to the car. The rain had really set in and some hot pub grub sounded rather appealing.

Back through the Skerries, colours not so vibrant now in the dull murky weather.

We stopped to watch an otter with her two kits playing in the rocks.

 

 

 

 A great few days dampened slightly by the weather but it is what you make it and we certainly made it fun !