Today was the day that the weather forecasters, correctly, predicted a fine day, from morning till night. The perfect day, therefore, for a walk to gaze upon one of my most favourite views in the whole world. The beaches at Plaide Mhor, on Colonsay's west coast.
We turned off the road opposite the craggy heights of Beinn nan Caorach, where we saw a white tailed eagle yesterday (that was a first!) and drove along the very rutty road to the airfield, parked the car on the grass, and walked across Colonsay's one and only golf course, past a beach at Port Lobh, and along the very boggy route, between rocky outcrops, until we reached the beaches.
Overhead we saw about four aircraft vapour trails tracing across the sky, all travelling north. I was very certain about where my preferred destination was going to be today!
And here you have it! The view I hold in my head when I am not here. A place where the winds blow in off the ocean, strong and clean, the waves crash on the shore, and there is nothing between us and Newfoundland except sea and fresh air.
In the far distance, to the south west, are the hills of Islay.
Returning to the car, I walked down on to the beach at Port Lobh where a peaty water course running underneath the dunes, cut the beach in half.
We turned off the road opposite the craggy heights of Beinn nan Caorach, where we saw a white tailed eagle yesterday (that was a first!) and drove along the very rutty road to the airfield, parked the car on the grass, and walked across Colonsay's one and only golf course, past a beach at Port Lobh, and along the very boggy route, between rocky outcrops, until we reached the beaches.
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