Did you enjoy the bank holiday? It’s great having one at either end of the month, the whole month begins to feel like one big holiday. I asked myself the other day , ‘Why is it called a Bank Holiday’? I have to admit I have no idea so I looked it up on Google – definition of Bank Holiday – a day when banks are officially closed. It was introduced in 1871 after a campaign for the rights of shop workers to have time off. Nice one John Lubbock 1st Baron Avebury.
Anyway this bank holiday we had taken time off – time away from our B&B – official definition – no guests at all for three nights. You know I really enjoy a lay-in when all week I have had to get up at 06:00. Trouble is – I don’t know about you – I still wake up at 06:00. But at least I know that I can just drift back to sleep for an hour or so before having to let the dogs out for their morning ablutions. Sunday we went to Dunvegan and went for a little walk – nothing too strenuous – The Two Churches Walk takes you from the big white church going out of the village, up through some beautiful woods and over towards a standing stone that was erected in 2000 – there’s an information board (or three) below the old church that explains all. It then leads down the hill to the old ruined church and cemetery, and from there you can walk back to the village. The woods were my favourite bit, beautiful drifts of Bluebells – the scent was amazing, toadstools in abundance all along one branch on the ground. Strange weird rocks and the ever present smell of pine needles. The only disappointment on this walk was that the promised viewpoint no longer existed where you could – presumably at one time – view Dunvegan Castle and the derelict Inn – it was just trees. It’s quite amazing how fast trees can grow when you don’t really want them to. They take their own sweet time when you want them to create a wind break though. Oh Yes!
There’s a nice little cafe that has opened in Dunvegan, after the junction and before you get to the White Church. They sell wonderful coffee and crafts and have fabulous views of the loch, perfect after you’ve had this lazy walk. While we drank our coffee we watched a Heron strut his stuff searching for shellfish.
From this walk we drove to Coral Beaches. Not coral – fossilised seaweed as it happens – just looks like coral and because the sea is so shallow there you get this amazing turquoise sea and can almost imagine you are on a tropical Island when the sun is warm and the breeze gentle….. that is until a big Black Aberdeen Angus Bull creeps up behind you! I must say though, he is quite a magnificent creature, (very well endowed) and surrounded by his family of several wives and offspring of various ages. He’s not really interested in us, or the dogs (who are happily walking to heel), it’s too warm and we pose no threat…. thank God. I can’t say I would like to encounter him if he felt his domain was threatened.
On the way back around the hill Lila and Tali decided they could smell a mouse. It didn’t stand a chance and for all those who read this blog – yes all five of you – I apologise now if you are squeamish, but Lila ate it. Chomp! chomp! Gone!. But that didn’t stop the frantic digging that went on afterwards in the bid to find another mouse for Tali.
So after this little bit of drama and after negotiating the multi national tourists, gossiping, giggling, having their photo’s taken, gingerly negotiating the narrow, steep path downward, we wandered along the path back to the car. I have never seen this car park so full or seen so many people make so many three point turns in a bid to NOT have to reverse. It was quite Amazing!
Made a mental note ‘Do not come here again at Bank Holiday weekend’.