PART ELEVEN - Portree and the Fairy Glen.

 PORTREE AND 

THE FAIRY GLEN


The camp site at Portree. This is a very large site, with all amenities but is all hard standing, as opposed to grass. The views are great, if you pitch on the right looking out to the mountains. There's lots of grass for tents to pitch too.

Unfortunately, today our luck ran out with the weather, and we awoke to this.


But, after a little while, it brightened up, and we set off to do a walk into town to explore, and also to walk along the peninsula.
This is the small town of Portree.

Views were a bit tainted by the mist and low vis, but it was sure warming up as we set off along the headland, the Scorrybreac trail..

There was a large salmon farm in the straights, with boats coming and going to it. 

The skies still looked overcast, but were starting to clear. It was getting too warm for a coat now

The impressive cliffs of Creag Mhor ahead.


The huge salmon farm in the straights.


The short path turns inland to head back to Portree.

The path is clear and easy to follow.

Still very hazy views back to town,

We noticed this beautiful house, and a local who was walking by, told us it was once lived in the clan chief.

Home, sweet home.

Time for some comfort food for dinner.

The next morning, the weather still looked a bit iffy, but we set off to find the |Fairy Glen anyway.
Uig tower, also known as Captain Fraser's folly.
A 19th century folly building.

As we drove on, the ground suddenly started to look very strange!
This was the Fairy Glen, a weird and wonderful place, geologically and mythically.


Mounds, rock towers, weird shaped hillocks all sprung up around us. SUCH a shame that the light wasn't better for the pictures.
(Yes, that's me on the top)

The Fairy Glen




These stone circles and patterns were placed by people but, of course, it was just to perpetuate the fairy myth.

Quite a few people had braved the drizzle to walk around the site. I can imagine it gets VERY busy at times.


View from the  top of the Fairy Castle


Views - lost in the mistle.

It almost looks man-made - quarry-like!
But no - all done by fairies (I'm told).

Now, the drizzle began in earnest - and we were furthest from the car, without coats :-(

Time to give in to the weather and head on back.
The weather looked more promising for tomorrow - and we wanted to believe it, as we had a big day planned - the mighty Quiraing!

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