Through the train window from Inverness to Kyle of Lochalsh, our departure point for Skye.
The railway terminus on the loch at Kyle of Localsh.
Sheryl with the Kyle of Lochalsh hotel in the background.
Sheryl with backpack as we walk from Lochalsh to the Kyleakin on Skye. We will cross the bridge in the background. It's not obvious in theis photo, but the wind is howling across the bridge.
Kyleakin, seen from the Kyle of Lochalsh side
Big wet snow flakes curtain the old bridge at Sligachan on Skye. The Black Culins are in the background.
Wet snowflakes veil the river through Sligachan.
Sheryl rugged up in Sligachan.
The rone road through Sligachan.
Early spring and snow still clings to the mountains at Sligachan.
Early spring and snow still clings to the mountains at Sligachan.
A snowmelt stream rolls down a drop in the early Skye spring.
Stepping stones across a still cold stream of snow melt.
Sheryl sat on this bridge in 2010 while on a trip with Neil and friends.
Snowmelt tumbling down black rocks and peat bog.
Sheryl on International Womens Day
Colurful harbourside under a drab sky in Portree.
Portree bay on a grey day in early spring.
Uig bay in Skye
The bull at the Cowshed. A bull, not a cow.
The windsock at Uig port blowing horizontal, prior to sailing to Tarbet on Lewis.
The bad weather of the last few days has just cleared enough to allow the ferry to resume its route between Uig and Tarbet.
Leaving Uig for Lewis.
A rare splash of sun on Uig just as we sail to Tarbet on Lewis.
A rare splash of sun on Uig headland just as we sail to Tarbet on Lewis.
