February 26th, 2026
It was a stormy, windy, rainy and chilly day but we had to brave the elements to check out some of the Isle of Skye. Yesterday we had made plans to do a couple of loops around sections of the island, but we decided to limit that to one circuit of the northern part.
The day seems fine when you're in a fancy hotel having breakfast.
One of the most popular activities on the island is to hike
to the Old Man of Storr. The Old Man is
a 55-meter-high pinnacle of basalt rock on the mountain of Storr. It’s only a 3.8 kilometre hike, but on this
day, viewing it at a distance from the car was all that we were willing to do.
We think that's the Old Man on the ridge...but it could be another piece of rock.
Retreat, retreat!
Continuing north near the coast.
At the next viewpoint, Naomi didn’t even want to exit the
car…and I can’t blame her. It was a spot
on the top of a sheer 90-meter cliff right by the ocean with a small loch releasing
water over the edge, known as Kilt Rock
Waterfalls. I took a picture similar to this, but not as good as I was worried about Naomi's phone blowing out of my hands! I returned to the car and got her lanyard to attach to the phone and put around my neck.
The next point of interest we found out about from
overhearing a couple in their 60s from Chicago telling another tourist that
they were headed out to a beach where you can see dinosaur prints in the rocks
at low tide. An
Corran Beach has some prints of the Megalosaurus, a large bipedal
carnivore from the Middle Jurassic Epoch, about 166 million years ago. We weren’t sure if we’d be able to see them
for two reasons, the tide was coming in, and the weather was not conducive to
wanting to walk around outside on a possibly fruitless search.
This is what it looks like.
We accidentally took a turn which took us inland on a narrow road and we didn't see any other vehicles. After a few minutes of humming and hawing, we decided to continue as the scenery looked amazing.
The wind was so strong that waterfalls looked like they were going up!
Or at least being blown off of the mountain.
Once we reached the a mountain gap, it was a large plateau to get across to the other coast of the northern section of the island...it was nice, but not as beautiful as the mountains in the previous photos.
After driving to the other side of the northern peninsula of
the island, the rain and wind had abated and we decided to try a small hike at
a spot known as the Fairy Glen. The area has a reputation of being a place of
myth and wonder and was formed over 100,000 years ago by post-glacier
landslides and erosion. It did feel like
a spot for leprechauns (but it’s the wrong country!) or fairies to live and it
was good to get out of the car and enjoy a walk, albeit a short one.
After the short hike, we completed our small circuit around
the north part of the island and returned to Portree. We changed our clothes and then ventured to
the hotel lounge where we spent a lovely, chill afternoon by a cozy fire. It was a well-deserved reward after our
adventure in the elements.
That evening we dined in town at the Antler Inn where we split a huge and delicious portion of fish and chips before retiring for the night.
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