Then it was time to go to the Isle of Skye. The guidebook actually lists Isle of Skye as the most recommended place to go in Scotland. Yes, Edinburgh is number two.
But before we got to the Isle of Skye, we decided to take a detour to the Black Isle to hike in the Faire Glen. Yep, those are all real things. However, this detour ended up being a bit more of a bargain than we had anticipated. To get there, we knew that we had retrace our steps from the night prior. So we followed the instructions of the GPS. At one point, it told us to take the left exit on a roundabout instead of a right. And we trusted it. The road got smaller, fewer cars, and the area around us got more and more industrial. Then at a final roundabout with a bunch of gates, the GPS informed us, “Take next left and take ferry.” The gate indicated was closed and led to water. Both of us just started laughing at the absurdity of it. No ferry was there. So we immediately turned around to drive the way we knew to get back to the main road. Our GPS kept trying to send us back there but we knew better. Eventually, we got far enough away that the GPS rerouted and stopped trying to get us to take the ferry. But the GPS would have her revenge. When we got to the Black Isle (more of a peninsula), the GPS took us on the smallest roads where we had the long grass hitting our car as we drove by. Fields and fields. Things got even more exciting when we had to pull over for a double-decker bus!
Eventually the GPS led us to the Faire Glen car park. By this time, the rain (first real rain of the trip) had taken hold. But we carried on since it wasn’t terrible. And I had hiking boots, which makes most things palatable.
The hike itself had a touch of magic. We wandered through this vibrant colorful forest in the rain. Along the way, we followed a stream that took us to several waterfalls. Scott and I presented each other to the Fairyfolk, since it is essential to get their blessing. It went well.
It was clear that there was an easier way to get to the Faire Glen as we left the Black Isle. Larger roads and small towns instead of fields and half roads. Ada, our GPS, had had a temper tantrum on the way there. We put her in time out for awhile.
On our way to the Isle of Skye, we decided to take another detour. This time, we stopped at the castle Eilean Donan. This has to be the prettiest of castles, or at least the ones we went to. It’s set on a tiny island where three lochs meet with a bridge connecting the banks to the castle. It looks the least defensible but it’s pretty sitting out on the loch. As we drove up, the rain started to abate. We got treated to a little rainbow in behind the castle.
The castle appears to still be used by its clan family. Many of the rooms are furnished for use. Sadly, photos were not permitted. But it was fun to wander the rooms, and even the outdoor walls to see the world around us. We also could walk on the banks below that clearly are covered by the high tide. We saw evidence of crabs and fish.
And then it was time to go to the Isle of Skye…
That’s all for now!