Our dark drive over to the other side of the Island of Lewis was a nerve-wrecking introduction to this next leg of our trip as we journeyed through the misty peat moors. Thankful that I’d printed out a google map and written instructions to compliment our sat nav, we pulled up at Loch Roag to a warm welcome.
It is the history of this dream-like island which draws you in its spell, with the Callanish Stones,
and Blackhouse Village, jut a few of the many glimpses into the past on this interesting island. That’s not to say it hasn’t got other attraction. If you are fortunate you may spot an eagle over the moors and the windswept beaches on Uigg are arguably the best in Scotland.
Heading south to Harris, which is not the separate island you might imagine, takes you over through mountain ranges which lead you to Tarbert, the gateway and ferry to Skye.