Can’t believe it’s nearly four years since i’ve been in the islands. What the heck is the attraction, you might ask, of bleak windswept islands off the north-west coast of Scotland. The weather is always cold and windy isn’t it? Mmm, you just keep believing that and stay away
I’m sure that Ian has got truly fed up with me waxing lyrical about the place for the last few years, although, he obviously must have liked the sound of it as when he was thinking about settling down, travelling less and hopefully contributing to science and conservation in the UK instead of far flung places he suggested the Outer Hebrides. Who am i to disagree? Not that Ian had ever been to the islands so i suggested that really he ought to visit as it isn’t everyones cup of tea.
So, there we were heading north in the middle of the night, on schedule to catch the Caledonian MacBrayne (Calmac) ferry from Uig in Skye across to Lochmaddy on North Uist. OK, i won’t bore you too much with lots of text, the pictures speak for themselves really.

The Isle of Skye. The first thing that struck Ian was how cold it was
We arrived at Uig, Skye in plenty of time for the ferry so headed further north on the island to do some birding. After 5 minutes Ian remarked that perhaps he hadn’t bought enough warm clothes with him. I told him not to worry and that he’d soon acclimatise.

Birding at Bornaskeitag, Skye

Looking down on the harbour at Uig, Skye
A very important job while waiting for the ferry was to stock up with Isle of Skye Brewery beer - Ian hadn’t sampled these delights before and i discovered that there was a new beer that i hadn’t tried - Cuillin Beast. We got a “pick and mix” box of a few bottles each of 5 different beers Black Cuillin, Red Cuillin, Blaven, Hebridean Gold and Cuillin Beast. Mmmm…
Birds in the harbour: Great Northern Diver, Redshank and Black Guillemot.

Aboard the MV Hebrides and heading for Lochmaddy
The ferry crossing was excellent and there were plenty of birds: Puffins, Razorbills, Guillemots, Manx Shearwaters, Gannets, Kittiwakes, Fulmars and a Great Skua.
We arrived at Lochmaddy late afternoon and drove straight to the holiday cottage that we’d rented as we were pretty knackered after our overnight drive. The cottage, Rona View, was great, right on the shoreline. It is basic but was very comfortable and had everything we needed and was also complete with central heating which very rapidly took the chill off. A well earned beer o’clock, dinner and an early night.

The holiday cottage we used: Rona View, Grimsay, North Uist

Not a bad view eh?!
One of our aims while here is to go house hunting and we’d got quite a list of properties to do “drive-bys” of so thats what we did on Sunday as well as managing to squeeze in a bit of birding. Monday and Tuesday was house viewing - we were disappointed that our number one choice of property - which had been on the market since before December 2008 (we know this as it didn’t have a Home Report) was just about to go under offer - sad as it had everything we require - a garden with mature vegetation (rare in the islands!!) and ideal for ringing, “tinkering” (workshop) space for Ian, a garage, an open fire, oil-fired central heating, double glazing and as a bonus it also had a sea view, a mooring, 5 bedrooms and a studio. Ah well c’est la vie!
Don’t really understand what is going on, as most of you will know, my own house on Lewis has now been on the market for nearly four years. And there has been very little movement in the property market up here over the last 18 months to 2 years. As soon as we arrive here to view places they start selling like hot cakes. Of the 10 properties that we definitely wanted to view 7 of them went under offer either just before we arrived or the week we were in Uist. Typical. And i don’t think i can even blame Monty bloody Halls as his TV series on the Uists only started the week before we arrived - surely not enough time to generate lots of interest in the islands and put the prices up.

Seal watching in Berneray

Well i guess it might have seemed like a good idea at the time :-)

Our last evening at the holiday cottage and a peaceful cuppa on the bench outside. Even Ian was acclimatising by now ;-)

Just beautiful!
Saturday the 1st May saw us heading north on the ferry that runs from Berneray to Leverborough on Harris.
Surely on a sunny day those beaches in Harris have to be some of the most beautiful in the world?

Looking across to Luskentyre, Harris
We stayed with my friend Linda - most famous for her hand made soap - she runs the Hebridean Soap Company and is based in Breasclete on the west side of Lewis. It was great to see her again and meet the dog, Mindy, that i’d only read about in Linda’s blog.

Ian birding at the Butt of Lewis

The rugged coastal scenery at the Butt of Lewis

Butt of Lewis lighthouse. Of course i had to go on and on and tell Ian all about the day the Purple Martin turned up here, a first for the Western Palearctic, an exciting day for the dozen of us that were there on that Sunday...

The clean, fresh air promotes the growth of plenty of lichens

Eoropie Beach

Thrift (Sea Pink), i think, correct me if i'm wrong!

Boats at Skigersta, Ness - took the photo to make into a birthday card for my daughter - Kathleen

Orca!! Ian spotted these - the first time we've ever seen Orca - a very exciting moment!
There were at least 4 Orca and they were pretty close in - about 60 yards from us at their closest. Can’t tell you how excited i was - i phoned my daughters, texted mum and dad and various friends. On the way home called in to see Martin. When he said he had a job one of us could do we just looked puzzled. Anyway, i volunteered and was handed a plate with a couple of pieces of salmon on it. I must have still looked blank but Martin pointed to the corner of his garden. A Gannet! It had been taken in with a strained wing and was recovering. The only thing i regret is not taking a photo of it

A grey, dull day at Stornoway harbour

A grey, dull day in Stornoway.

One of my favourite spots on Lewis - Valtos harbour

Valtos, Lewis

A rare thing on this blog - a picture of me!

MV Isle of Lewis. Stornoway to Ullapool. So we came to the end of our stay - time to head back to the rat race - yuk! But hopefully not for too long. Time now to kick some solicitor butt so we can head back to the islands make an offer on a house. Needless to say Ian did like it here :-)
Over the two weeks we clocked up 95 bird species just in the Outer Hebrides, not bad considering we weren’t in “serious birding” mode
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