6th July 2014: Shiladair Yarns
It was a little that sad day because Rob, Carolyn, Angharad and Uisge had to head back to Glasgow after our brilliant week together, but before they set out we decided to make one more visit to the Shiladair Yarn Shop.
Inside the shop we were impressed to see a huge range of beautiful, naturally dyed knitting and weaving yarns. By this stage of my trip I had become aware that natural dyeing was a key part of the Outer Hebrides wool work tradition, so it was great to see a business that has established itself based on this principle. You can read more about the story of natural dying at Shiladair here.
I had planned to visit Skye Weavers whilst on Skye but sadly they were closed because they were on the mainland celebrating a 90th birthday. We did drive past their sign though and I took a photo to remind me that I must return to Skye and visit them soon.
Down the road from Skye Weavers we found a fantastic little tearoom called Ceiteag’s. We sat outside (our luck with the weather was still holding out) and enjoyed home made soup and a fantastic cream tea with fresh cream and home made jam, before driving back to Uig the long way so that we could see more of the island and enjoy the view at Dun Beag Broch.
That night we camped north of Uig at Camus More. We were so spoilt; having the whole campsite to ourselves, access down to a beach and this view…
7th July 2014: Ferry to Tarbert
Next morning we had a few moments (seemed like forever) of panic as Aggie went missing! She had made her way to the campsite owner’s garden to play with their Jack Russell puppy, so she was very pleased with herself. Aggie recovered, we drove back to Uig along a scenic road that takes you over the mountains where the views were staggering. Unfortunately the weather had finally become more typically Scottish.
It was now time for the third ferry on our journey, but it may have been the most enjoyable. Not only did we see a life boat launch drill, but also on the approach in to Harris we saw dolphins… or were they porpoises? I need to look up the difference!
From the ferry termial at Tarbert, we headed to our campsite Lickisto Blackhouse, which was another incredible setting. This campsite had a lovely atmosphere, with the facilities spread across several blackhouses and the promise of fresh eggs and bread each morning.