Category Archives: Ardnamurchan to Cape Wrath

1st June, Kinlochbervie

Visitors’ pontoon, Kinlochbervie

We woke up too late to continue round Cape Wrath today, but we found that Kinlochbervie, while a small fishing village, was very sociable. We spent time in the local cafe and shops and talked to more people on the one visitors’ pontoon, than we normally do in a big marina – so it was a good, and very laid back day. The friendly harbourmaster provided some local advice on when to leave to round Cape Wrath so this was very useful.

31st May, Stornoway to Kinlochbervie

We had to wait for the shops to open to buy the spare parts required to finish the jobs we discovered needing doing yesterday, so it wasn’t until 10.30 (UT) that we finally left Stornoway.

It’s about 45 miles to Kinlochbervie, and the first 4 hours were brilliant. We had a southerly wind of 10-15 knots and, once clear of the Hebrides and into the Minch, raced along on a reach. We expected this to continue for the whole journey. That was the forecast but, as so often happens in Scotland, the forecast was wrong. The wind died away for a couple of hours and then returned from the opposite direction. We ended up motor sailing into a 20 knot headwind in a lumpy sea and making very slow progress. It took us 11 hours altogether.

The entrance to Loch Inchard is incredibly difficult to see from the sea, and the tide was running strongly against us by the time we arrived, so it was with some relief that we eventually entered its sheltered waters. Kinlochbervie is a fishing port on its north coast with a small visitors’ pontoon. An X Yacht 50 that had left Stornoway at the same time as us was already tied up there, and later in the night another yacht from Stornoway arrived. We had all had an uneventful but a long and sometimes uncomfortable day!

30th May, Stornoway

It was still raining when we woke up, and strong winds were forecast for later, so we decided to be whimps and stay put. Richard wanted to do a few checks on the engine, and it turned out to be lucky that we weren’t on the move. He discovered that our automatic bilge pump was damaged and a cooling water pipe was not properly secured and was chafing on the engine.

29th May, Stornoway

It was disappointing to have missed Barra and Uist completely, so I was very frustrated that we have had 6 days in Harris and Lewis, but I still don’t think that I have a real feel for them. I had a mental image of white sands and rugged vistas covered in standing stones and prehistoric remains – but haven’t seen any of this.

After a long time spent in the Tourist Information Office I found that public transport is not organised around tourists, so the only practical thing to do was hire a car. I’m so gad we did. It was an exhausting day and we covered 146 miles – quite astonishing on a small island that only has two main roads – but we saw a lot. We also realised why there is so little public transport – the interior of Lewis is just vast plains of rather bleak undulating peat moorland, interrupted by electricity pylons, a few scattered communities and very little else.  Having a car to travel around for work, shopping, etc. must be essential.

Port of Ness

We started by driving north to the Butt of Lewis and Port of Ness. This area is really bleak and wind-swept. It’s fairly flat, and nothing grows except low scrub. Many of the houses seem to be empty, and even the ones still inhabited are covered in grey/brown pebble dash or stained render which just adds to the drab atmosphere. There are no shops, the harbour looked abandoned, and the only cafe didn’t open on a Monday – so you just wonder what people do all day – although there are so many churches that you know where they go on a Sunday! We were just turning away, when a local artist, Anthony Barber, opened his studio. He was so friendly that we cheered up and looked a bit more kindly on the area!

Blockhouse in Arnol

The scenery gets slightly better as you go south, but it still feels fairly hostile. For hundreds of years most people on Lewis had a hard crofting lifestyle and lived in long low stone houses called “blackhouses” with their animals. Some of these were inhabited right up to the 1960s, and we visited one that has been preserved in its original form at a place called Arnol.

 

Callanish Standing Stones

 

Then on to the Callanish Standing Stones.They are an extraordinary cross-shaped setting of stones erected around 5,000 years ago. They predate Stonehenge  and are thought to have been an important spiritual place for at least 2,000 years – especially as there are the remains of many other stone circles in the area.

Reconstructed Iron Age building

Then to the island of Bernera where a iron age settlement was discovered in 1993 after severe gales revealed the remains. The settlement is now re-buried in the sand so to help visitors to the site picture what it was like there is a reconstructed iron age house – complete with a very smoky peat fire – and an enthusiastic lady to show us round.

 

Uig Beach

Then to the Uig area, the coastline of which has some enormous beaches. They are particularly known because of the discovery there in 1831 of 12th Century Viking chess pieces, carved out of walrus teeth.

 

 

 

What a day! The rain held off until we got back to the boat. Where we collapsed. Driving is much more exhausting than sailing!