We set off from the rocks where the thrift grew at the back of the beach and ...
...made our way onto the machair above. It was a sweet smelling carpet of buttercups, daisies and clover.
From a little hill above the machair we could see over the Sound of Jura to the distant Mull of Oa on
Islay.
Up here, the rougher ground had a beautiful....
...display of orchids. The summer sun was beating down so hotly that...
...we decided to go for a swim in the clear turquoise water.
Unfortunately, the sea had not yet warmed up and it was so cold that it was only possible to stay in for a few seconds. What a place to spend a leisurely afternoon!
