One fine sunday

Today we decided to take a trip around the island and visit again the "Black houses" and "Callanish standing stone" formation. Although the weather in Stornoway was OK, over there, at the hills (especially Callanish) the wind was probably hitting 300 m/h. I could hardy keep my hand straight to take pictures of the stones. Even I've been there before, never had a good camera for proper photos of that magnificent monument.As you can see I was kinda not dressed for such an extreme weather. Had just a few shots, and ran back to the car, before all the german tourists around see my pants. :)

This is not the best spot to take pfotos, if you want to catch the whole thing, but there was no way I could go to the very top of the hill. The wind would've blown me away in 2 and a half seconds. :)


That would be Ivan, trying to beat the wind. It proved to be too much even for him. :)


In the middle.


There is a lot of online information about those stones, so I'm not going to do a history lessons now. As far as I know, nobody is able to say how old exactly are they (some people believe to be older then Stonehenge), or what purpose they had. From above they look like celtic christ, with an inside round placed stones, and 4 more in the "hearth" of that, which look to me like an altar.
Another very, very special place is the "Black houses" village. You can zoom the picture I took from the entrance for more about, how and when they been restored. It was good to see many cars on the parking place, and few tourists lurking around under the rain. Yep, like the wind was not enough, we had a bit of a shower too. :) Though, I manage to make more pictures there.

Almost there. If you ever been on that side of Scotland, you probably noticed, that all the road signs, after you pass Inverness, are writen in gaelic first then english.


My boy pretending to be reading "Bob the builder", and Julia pretending the same with my craft magazine. :)

On your way to the "Black houses" you can't miss to see the "Whalebone arch" in Bragar. The whole story short: In 1920 a dieing whale is been spoted by a group of friends. The whale has been hurt by harpoon (you can see it handed on the top of the arch now). After it's been torn apart, a local man takes, the biggest bone of the skeleton and make an arch for his house gate. This thing is huuuuuuuuuuuge. Just to get the idea, here is me on the 3-rd picture and I'm about 1.62m tall. Not as much as I want, but nobody's perfect. :)

We had no time left to finish our tour as we were planning it, and go to the stunning beaches of Harris. Next time will go straight there. It is absolutely beautiful!

Hope you enjoyed that publication even it turned out too long. See you soon!