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Hideaways in the Outer Hebrides<br />
Hideaways in the Outer Hebrides<br />
‘An adventure it was indeed and a privilege<br />
to get a sense of the sheer distinctiveness<br />
of all the islands ...’<br />
Hideaways in the<br />
Outer Hebrides<br />
Kenneth Steven plotted a journey to include them<br />
It was Kristina who gave me the idea, because she had<br />
never been to any of the Outer Hebridean islands<br />
before. We live on Seil, which is best described as a semidetached<br />
island with its Bridge over the Atlantic. The<br />
best of both worlds: the romantic notion of an island<br />
with the practicality of easy access to the mainland.<br />
We have pottered about the other islands close to us,<br />
and been on holidays to Coll, Colonsay and Iona. But it<br />
was Kristina who reminded me last year that we had never<br />
yet been to the Outer Isles, and the beginnings of a plot<br />
began to form in my mind. She is the photographer: I am<br />
the writer. And what I realised was that we could travel<br />
the length of the Outer Hebridean chain - that curling<br />
tail of islands - telling the story of the journey in words<br />
and pictures.<br />
We would begin at the bottom and work our way north:<br />
that made sense because our home-island is only half an<br />
hour from Oban and we could get one of the Hopscotch<br />
ferry tickets that greatly reduces the price of the combined<br />
ferry journeys. All we would have to do was pray for good<br />
weather, for I had plumped for March to stay at our special<br />
hideaway locations.<br />
Early Childhood<br />
I visited corners of the Outer Isles with my parents in early<br />
childhood and had memories of huge gusting skies, black and<br />
white flurries of sheepdogs, Gaelic phrases taught by crofters<br />
and endless beaches. But we had gone in the summer, when<br />
the promise of blue sky was almost always there.<br />
The crossing to Barra was gentle enough, and many are the<br />
stories of appalling experiences getting over the infamous<br />
Minch. We had fine views of Rum and Eigg and the legendary<br />
Ardnamurchan beaches, as we left the mainland and Mull<br />
further and further behind. It’s somehow wonderful to think<br />
you have to plough a whole five hours west to these outer<br />
isles, for the CalMac ferries fairly storm their way across<br />
once out into open water.<br />
We arrived in Barra much later than scheduled to be<br />
welcomed warmly at the Castlebay Hotel. There was<br />
Kismul Castle, little more than itself and its rock, right out<br />
in the bay before us when we opened our curtains the next<br />
morning. There were tempting hints of scimitars of<br />
beaches too on Vatersay, but we knew the forecast was<br />
warning of gales and we did not want to risk missing the<br />
Eriskay ferry.<br />
Still, Calm Channel<br />
Kristina had sufficient time to capture a few quick images<br />
of the vast strand that serves as the island’s airfield, boasting<br />
the only scheduled flights landing on a tidal beach in the<br />
world, before speeding the last mile of bumps and bends to<br />
begin the crossing of the still, calm channel between the<br />
islands.<br />
As soon as we had begun navigating the steep Eriskay<br />
road there were ponies, at one point half a dozen<br />
wandering without a care in the world from one side to the<br />
other. Barra, Eriskay and South Uist are all strongly<br />
Catholic islands (in stark contrast to the strictly<br />
Presbyterian Harris and Lewis). There were sudden<br />
glimpses of little shrines, and once we had crossed the short<br />
causeway to South Uist we visited a much larger Catholic<br />
church only yards from the main road.<br />
This was Bonnie Prince Charlie’s first stop in Scotland -<br />
deliberate indeed his landing in what was and remains such<br />
staunchly Catholic country. Appropriate too that South<br />
Uist should have been the birthplace of Flora MacDonald,<br />
who disguised the Prince as a maid and rescued him from<br />
the clutches of the Hanoverians after Culloden.<br />
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