isle of harris

cirrus cloud over the north harris hills from the beach at losgaitir

I spent a few days on the Outer Hebrides, a chain of islands off the north west coast of Scotland, during June 2012. I just thought, through the medium of a few photographs, taken by my own fair hand (well camera), I could let you see some June images of this lovely spot. Nothing out of the ordinary, just a few holiday snaps:

northern marsh orchid

blue roofed bothy at losgaitir

 beachcombing at losgaitir

depth of blue

harris tweed maker

primrose cluster

sun heads for new zealand via taransay

That will do for now. Trust me, just get yourself to the Outer Hebrides it's better than these few holiday snaps. 

On another front, just thought it would be nice to bring a little beauty into your life to take your mind off cheating bankers and all the other dire news that abounds, most of it based on pure greed coupled with complete, 'I am untouchable' arrogance.

Enjoy the honest photographs, nothing on any of the images is trying to screw you. Although I would check out the ram, have you noticed the way it looks at you.

raw material for harris tweed

around dun buirgh on harris

A wet early morning stroll behind the house at Borve, finds a fascinating selection of sights and splashes of colour. You have choices. Look up and out over Taransay to the wild Atlantic or look down. Today it is down. 

A rock band with clinging purple ling makes a lovely foreground for lochan lochtabhat snuggling under the northern flank of Bleabhal, West Harris.The bogland is a perfect spot to observe a rich variety of human and natural wonders; small yellow tormentil clustered around muddy pool, 

a meadow brown butterfly, a lovely orchid, perhaps a northern marsh. 
















For those with an historic bent there is what remains of the stone age Dun Buirgh, very accessible, with an easy to find rock a short distance to the east displaying neolithic or bronze age cup marks. Just north of the dun one can easily observe acres of runrigs, an agricultural relic from nearer history. All within a forty minute round before breakfast. 




Then one encounters Charlie's gate in the middle of nowhere. Now one is ready for fresh eggs, Stornoway black pudding and a pot of hot tea. What a perfect start to a day in a beautiful corner of Scotland in the Outer Hebrides.