With our packs on our back we walked back into town and bought our train ticket to the Kyle of Lochalsh, which is the gateway to the Isle of Skye. The weather was still a bit iffy but the train trip was very scenic. Not really what I expected of the highlands. It was very bare, but in the same way stunningly beautiful. After travelling on busses the train was a very comfy way to go. Lots of room although it is a little more costly.
We arrived at the Kyle of Lochalsh with no firm plans. After a bit of discussion, rock-scissor-paper and a few tosses of a coin a decision was made. We decided to head to Portree as everything stops on a Sunday. So when the bus arrived, away we went. Over the bridge and on to the Isle of Skye.
More amazing scenery. Like Vancouver island, but without any substantial vegetation. There were sheep everywhere and little bays and inlets supplemented to the grandness of the place. At Portree we decided to spoil ourselves and try B+B. The tourist office said “Closed for Lunch”. So when in Rome…..Into a café for a table for 4, us and our packs. As we were planning an early bus on Monday we chose somewhere central to the town at 40 pound a night. As we were walking to the B&B it started to hail, but only for 45 seconds. You gotta love Scottish weather.
We were shown to our room, just enough room for the bags and no swinging cats tonight. We went exploring and found a little medieval lookout on top of a hill that looks like some sort of sporting ground. Then down to the harbour to look at all the boats in the harbour and the beautifully coloured houses along the shore. Introduced ourselves to some huge seagulls and had a bite to eat. Then it was back to the room to relax and we managed to really get into the opera that was on the TV.