Long overdue as a tour record, but the nights are long here in the Highlands now that the clocks have gone back an hour, so I have time to FINALLY put up a wee blurb about the August tour Journey to the Western Isles, known to those who were on it as The Peat Hags. You'll perhaps recall that our laptop died on day 2 so there was no tour blog.
I will let the pictures, just a few, tell the story.
|Sue, err, living dangerously.|
|Gabe and Sam high in the hills of Skye|
|Sue - in the presence of stone|
|Gwen - contemplating the pilgrimage?|
|These standing stones have... well... character|
|Taigh Tugh - the 'black' house|
|Sue, Gabe, Judy and Gwen. By a peat stack. Now you know why it's called the Peat Hags|