In and out of Mist at Coruisk

These again, are the Cuillins, a mightily rugged range of Skye mountains, taken Wednesday from some distance away. 

Yesterday (Thursday) we had hoped to see them from the far side but instead saw only rain and fog. Here is an artist's romantic rendering instead:

It took us more than an hour Portree to reach the starting point at Elgol almost all on single track-road, then boating a half hour across Loch Scavaig (sea loch) to reach Coruisk, (freshwater) within the mighty Cuillins. Here is Bill looking undeterred and stalwart in all weather gear as we began:

But we motored in below the mist, stopping to have seals gaze back at us, and found the loch just as I'd left it, the land all round smoothed by glaciers millennia ago.  It is a small valley hewn of stone.  

 

These photos are the flow from the Coruisk into Scavaig; I couldn't get a good shot of the loch because of the way it's tucked in there, but you can see the nature of the place, a gem!

The misty rain ceased, and we clambered around for an hour and a half, staying dry except for pantlegs against the grasses. 

And I'm very happy to have been there!