Torridon is a long, straggly village with these hills as its backdrop.
On a stony outcrop, jutting out into the loch, Torridon has a hidden outdoor chapel amongst the rocks. It was used during the Reformation, when the churches had been destroyed, and it is still used on occasion, for weddings (the bride would need wellies to get there), and informal evening services, with candles tucked away in the rock crevices. There is a natural pulpit for the minister, and it is a delightful little treasure.
We continued our drive around the coast, up and over the hills, bordering Loch Torridon,
to the end of the road, in Diabaig.The cafe, Gille Brighde (which is Gaelic for oystercatcher) is in the old schoolhouse. It's a little gem of a place, having just won the best eatery award in the Highlands and Islands. http://www.gille-brighde.com I am in awe of the logistics of producing good, interesting food in such a remote location. The drive is not for the faint-hearted, and deliveries need to be made! It's impressive stuff!
And then the return journey, all the way back
to Arrina, and a little respite before setting off again, for dinner at the Applecross Inn, half an hour away!