PART TEN - Oyster shed, Talisker bay, Portnalong and Fiscavaig.

 Today, we decided to explore closer to home,

 and take a look at the headland beyond Carbost.



But first, we wanted to visit THE place for seafood around here - the famous oyster shed. We HAD already been, but today we went more hungry, hoping for a better selection as, last time, they had no mussels, and no prawns.

As you can see - again we were unlucky :-(

We decided on Oysters and prawns. I'm not really a massive fan of oysters, I think they are overrated, but when in Rome.....



The act of opening an oyster is called 'shucking' - this guy was an expert!




After eating, we continued onwards towards the end of the promontory, Portnalong, beyond Carbost.


The road ends rather abruptly at a landing stage.You can't get the perspective here, but this jellyfish was the size of a dustbin lid!!



The sublime and the ridiculous - two houses side by side that were a world apart.



Gotta love an old Landy :-)


After Fiscavaig, this road too ended abruptly, and the only thing for us to do was turn around. To be honest, it was an enjoyable drive, with little or no traffic.
We consulted the map, and set ofF for Talisker Bay. You could only drive so far, then it was a hike to the actual bay.


When we arrived, like Coral Bay, it was surprisingly busy, and we had difficulty getting parked.

However, we did get sorted, and took the track across the fields to Talisker bay. You can see a really high waterfall on the other side of the beach. Yes, we would have liked to go up to it, but the tide was high, and prevented access.



This 'thing' was washed up on the beach - how the hell it floated here, god only knows! It WAS full of some sort of insulation material, so maybe it made it buoyant enough?





A panorama of Talisker bay.


After spending a good deal of time just wandering and exploring, we made our way back to the car, passing the impressive Talisker farm, with it's huge collection of peacocks & other fancy birds.



 They sold all manner of eggs from an honesty box at the gate. The house was built and occupied by the MacLeod clan chief for many years.

You can read all about it's rich history 

CLICK HERE

After our seafood feast at lunch, it was a huge paradox to find that a weekly fish and chip van was parked up on our campsite!

Of course, with this being Scotland, the local 'delicacy' was available. (No - we didn't).


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