Sunday, 22 July 2012

A Sunday Stroll

I have decided that today is the sort of day to stay in and tidy my room at GB’s.  The main reason is because I can’t find my favourite pen and I am fed up that I keep misplacing it.  “A place for everything and everything in its place” will solve that. My favourite pen happens to belong to Partner-who-loves-tea.   In the past I preferred one type and she another but my preference has changed since I have been up here with the one of hers that I acquired accidentally on departure from home.  Sunday is also not a day for being out and about on Lewis because nowhere is open.  The Sabbath is still kept fairly strictly on the Island despite the introduction of Sunday ferry services.  And finally, and most honestly, this is the reason I only wish to ramble metaphorically today…..

The weather is wet and windy.

But yesterday I did have a trip down to the beach below GB’s just as the day was changing from a delightfully sunny morning to a wet evening.  

It’s a lovely beach and so rarely used, except by a few folk who know about its secluded location and walk their dogs.  I was down there for two hours and saw no one (though a sheepdog sprinted across the beach a couple of times, it’s owner presumably among the rocks further down).   Bayble Beach – the one you see from GB’s study and kitchen - is far busier by comparison.  There may be half a dozen people or so on a sunny Saturday.  I did say ‘by comparison’.  A similar beach back home would be crawling with people. 

On Friday we visited Eoropie beach near Ness on the north-east side of the island - see GB’sblog.  

And whilst it was beautiful and deserted the regular presence of humans was evident in one spot by their litter and detritus.  Even accepting that some of it was sea-borne it remained a sad reflection on Man’s inability to visit anywhere on the planet without letting the environment know he’s been there.

But apart from this bottle (no message inside) I’ll concentrate on the beauties of the beach, instead.

If you aren't jealous you must be in a very beautiful spot (mentally or physically) just at the moment. 


  1. I love to live near the water, and an important part of any week is time spent at the shore - whether on my way home from work, heading to work or just to unwind and breath the salt air. Those beaches are beautiful, and like ours, virtually deserted. No wonder you love to visit the Island!

  2. Oh, that is so gorgeous!! I love the clear water you have at the beach. Here it is always sort of murky. Clean, but murky. I love clear water. And I even love wet and blustery days at the ocean.

    I had to laugh about you tidying up. I am reading this right after having spent a good long time looking for a bag with photos - unsuccessfully. And thinking how I really need to organize our "stuff" much more than I already have... You might just be my inspiration to get going with it.

    Hope you are doing well and are enjoying your time on the island!! Silke

  3. Today I've had a day of mostly staying in and editing photos from the previous three days of touristing. Less reason to be jealous of other people's travels than I had only a week ago - but no beaches like that, no... I'm glad for you that you got a sunny day in such a beautiful spot. The bottle reminds me of the South African film The Gods Must Be Crazy (1980). In which a bushman goes to the end of the earth to get rid of a Coca Cola bottle...

  4. When I see beaches like that and the little "secret beach" I am reminded of why it was that I moved here after a lifetime of living in Sussex.

  5. I am jealous. And I hope you found your favourite pen and won't misplace it again.

  6. I am not jealous but anxious to be on my own vacation. The beaches are beautiful at your brother's place. I hope you have a good time.


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