...we stopped by what appeared to be an old blackhouse to take some photos of the sea thrashing along the abundance of rocks. Mother nature had started to reclaim the land and the blackhouse was starting to disappear into the landscape. The grassland covering the mounds of rock, only the old chimney clearly defined.
As we continued along the single track road we could hear the sound of the sea but the view had now become distorted.
The view of the sea hidden by a great mound of rock. We were unsure if this was indeed a handmade barrier, a sea wall built as part of the defence against the sea or a natural phenomenon. Out of the car we clambered, through the gate and over the stream of water...
I then with nerves of steel climbed very carefully up the rocks. I know a very silly thing to do with hindsight and not something that I will be repeating.
...I bet you are glad I climbed up those rocks now. I have to admit the raging sound of the sea thundering in my ears and the spray as it hit the rocks was exhilarating but probably not one of my wisest decisions. I never tire of the beauty that surrounds me and feel blessed that we live in such a beautiful place.
Elaine we did have strupak when my neighbours visited and for those that don't know it is a snack of whatever is available, sandwiches or homebaking. A planned ten minute visit on the Hebrides always ends up becoming a couple of hours.
We are going to attempt to install the flooring ourselves with the help of a neighbour.
Many crofts on the Island grow their own veg and are very successful with root veg, carrots, parsnips turnip, swede and such. Unless there is a natural shelter, the winds here can be quite damaging so fruit trees and bushes are not the norm. Hope that helps Cherie.
As always I do thank you for your visits and sweet comments.
See you soon.
I was surprised when you said that root crops grow well. The landscape looks as though the soil could be a bit thin.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Such beautiful photographs, triggering all manner of memories which have lain dormant for far too long. We used to grow potatoes, they did really well, so best of luck with the root veg. I love where I live but, oh, to be back on the island.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos once again. It's like taking a vacation without leaving my house.
ReplyDeleteWow, I do enjoy an adventure to the sea! I'm glad you took the intrepid rock pile without incident and shared the gorgeous view of the mighty ocean! Good luck with the flooring. ♥
ReplyDeleteDefinitely worth climbing those rocks, it must have been very exhilarating indeed, a real 'breath of fresh air'! Such a lovely place to live and explore.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photos , I love choppy sea i would have been in my element xxx
ReplyDeleteDon't know what's better...a beautiful sunset over a calm sea or a stormy day such as you've shown. Thank God we don't have to choose. Your day must've been a wonderful one.
ReplyDeleteYour photos are stunning
ReplyDeleteYou live in such an incredibly beautiful place. I've never been there, but it's somewhere I would really like to visit someday.
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful. Your surroundings take my breath away.
ReplyDeleteAmazing pictures although it always looks so cold and windy!
ReplyDeleteWonderful scenes.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words.. I almost didn't need to see the pictures your words had painted quite the image in my mind.
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Brave! But worth it for those wonderful photos. The road/lane looked good which surprised me, people obviously use it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for climbing those rocks and sharing your photos of the beautiful windswept coastline, your photos are wonderful:)
ReplyDeleteLove love love sharing these amazing adventures with you!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful.
Have a cozy evening, my friend.
Thank you for sharing your adventure with us. I love the sea . . . the smell of salt water always boosts my energy level and makes me feel like a kid again.
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos..........
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed seeing things through your eyes. I'm glad you climbed that pile of rocks safely and took the pictures!
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful, beautiful photos. The view thatyou had after climbing up the rocks was indeed amazing, but I am very happy that you made it safely down. I’m glad you won’t be repeating it. May I ask what a blackhouse is? I don’t think that’s a term I’ve heard before. Thanks for sharing with us again today. You do indeed live in a very beautiful part of the world. Blessings, Betsy
ReplyDeleteSuch an amazing place, the photos from the hill were splendid, but goodness me, that was dangerous, you be careful missus xx
ReplyDeleteAnother exciting adventure. I hesitate to say I am glad you climbed those rocks, but... I AM GLAD you climbed those rocks. What a beautiful place (but frightening too)!
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos! Thanks for sharing them.
ReplyDeleteYou adventurous woman, you! I'm glad you climbed to see the sounds you heard.. and shared it all with us. That old stone house just must have some amazing stories to tell. I love how you're enjoying YOUR island. ((hugs)), Teresa :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful views of the sea with those waves. You are an intrepid pair! I am wondering, though, what a "blackhouse" is - what was it used for?
ReplyDeleteI think the word is bracing, I can almost hear the crashing waves from here.
ReplyDeleteI bet that little trip blew away the cobwebs, it looks rather bracing, but very beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWow, that was an adventure, and what glorious photos. I can just hear the sound of the waves crashing on those rocks. I'm glad you didn't let a little wind keep you home.
ReplyDeleteSo good of you to share these lovely photos. I suppose you can hear the sound of waves splashing against the rock from your home?
ReplyDeleteThis exhilarating post helps me remember the windy times by the sea I have known and so appreciated. Thanks for posting! I am grateful too that you made it safely through your clamoring! xx
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