Kyle of Lochalsh, Scotland
Our voyage is underway. With a fresh wind, and considerable cumulus, we headed in two different directions, according to our interests.
Inverewe Gardens is world renowned for the beauty and variety of its floral show. Although it is as far north as Glacier Bay, Alaska and Saint Petersburg, Russia, the garden is home to many tropical and subtropical plants. Under warm, sunny skies, we wandered through the walled garden, the pine forests, the bamboo garden finding visual treats and surprises.
Eilean Donan may be the most photographed castle in Scotland. Guarding the confluence of three lochs, the ramparts stand imposingly. With the added protection of water on all sides, this fortification must have intimidated those who would attack it. Continuing on to the seaside town of Plockton, we found a completely different feel. Here, it is cheery and welcoming. The gardens are rich with color.
Meeting on the Lord of the Glens in the late afternoon, we cast off; sailing past such colorfully named spots as the Skye Bridge, Lochalsh, Kylerhea (kyle means “narrows” in Gaelic), the Sound of Sleat and Loch Nevis. The weather was marvelous, the scenery sublime. Harbor (locally known as common) seals and a variety of seabirds were spotted.
Secure to the dock at the tiny village of Inverie, many took the opportunity to tip a pint at the Old Forge Inn, the most remote pub on the British mainland, accessible only by a sixteen mile trail or by boat.
Our voyage is underway. With a fresh wind, and considerable cumulus, we headed in two different directions, according to our interests.
Inverewe Gardens is world renowned for the beauty and variety of its floral show. Although it is as far north as Glacier Bay, Alaska and Saint Petersburg, Russia, the garden is home to many tropical and subtropical plants. Under warm, sunny skies, we wandered through the walled garden, the pine forests, the bamboo garden finding visual treats and surprises.
Eilean Donan may be the most photographed castle in Scotland. Guarding the confluence of three lochs, the ramparts stand imposingly. With the added protection of water on all sides, this fortification must have intimidated those who would attack it. Continuing on to the seaside town of Plockton, we found a completely different feel. Here, it is cheery and welcoming. The gardens are rich with color.
Meeting on the Lord of the Glens in the late afternoon, we cast off; sailing past such colorfully named spots as the Skye Bridge, Lochalsh, Kylerhea (kyle means “narrows” in Gaelic), the Sound of Sleat and Loch Nevis. The weather was marvelous, the scenery sublime. Harbor (locally known as common) seals and a variety of seabirds were spotted.
Secure to the dock at the tiny village of Inverie, many took the opportunity to tip a pint at the Old Forge Inn, the most remote pub on the British mainland, accessible only by a sixteen mile trail or by boat.
