Sunday, September 07, 2008
From most angles it looks like Guirasdeal is impossible to land on but there is one chink in its armour through which we made our way to this stony beach below its rocky tower.
There are no sheep on Guirasdeal so we found this meadow of delightful wildflowers.
From the top, looking SE we caught sight of the Grey dogs tide race between Lunga and Scarba.
Turning to the SW we saw distant Jura beyond Scarba. The Great Race of the Corryvreckan lies between.
To the north we had a wonderful panorama of the Slate Islands.
We set off for the Grey Dogs as dark clouds closed in cutting off the only blink of sun we were to see that day.