Showing posts with label Skye. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Skye. Show all posts

Monday, 29 October 2012

The Peat Hags Tour


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
Next year's Western Isles tour will be a joint effort between ourselves and author Mara Freeman.  It'll take place in June (now fully booked) and in August (places available) and have a spiritual focus - we'll be going to more standing stones and sacred places.  See Mystical Scotland page on Mara's site.

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

Meet the McRaes



Scot blogging here.

Some of our Followers might be aware that we have been developing the tour Journey to the Western Isles.


It's an amazing place, unique unto itself, and while politically part of Scotland, it is quite remote from the mainland and has its own culture.


It's the long chain of islands that runs down the north west coast of Scotland.


We went there in 2010 with Mare and Care (aka The Sisters), just as a wee extension to the Jamie and Claire Tour.

This year we are going twice (or at least I am going twice, Sam is a bit miffed that she's only going to get there once).  The August tour is open to all while the first, in June, is a private tour, so

Da Daaa!
Meet the McRaes.

My favourite photo of them - hiking in remote Skye in 2008

John and Sally did a genealogy tour with me in 2008 and are coming back to see these amazing isles, that lie on the very edge of Europe.
I'll be blogging in the run up to this great pilgrimage to whet the appetites of all concerned.

Because it's a private tour, I've tailored it to their requests.  We'll be spending some time in Glencoe on the way back.  I'll let the photos tell the story.
Big Hills. Wear a hard hat.


In the next months' blogs:  Food, cute cottages, beaches...