Scottish Adventures: Saturday in the Skye

So where I left off in the last post was lunch stop in Portree. After that we kept driving north and listened to some lovely Scottish folk music. One song in particular: Garden Valley by Cara Dillon. It's kinda about how the people were feeling about the Highland clearances...aka when they were kicked off the Highlands and sent to Canada or Australia...It's a beautiful song. Our next big stop was Old Man Storr. There's a story that goes along with this too involving the faeries, eternal beauty..basically the end result was this couple was turned to stone at the top of this mountain to be 'eternally beautiful' and be able to watch the sunset from the top of the mountain for the rest of their lives. So there's these two huge rock pillar things up on this mountain...him&her. We took a wee hike part way up the mountain and it was so pretty! I was definitely feeling DSL. That's Deep Scottish Love. Our guide, Scot brought his accordion and played us a song while we rested. This was also the time I ran around like a crazy waving the Scottish coat of arms flag that he had brought along. There was also the normal Scottish flag, but I got the coat of arms one earlier and just held onto it. Next stop was more north, Kilt Rock. Legend has it that the giant, Fingal came this way so often, his kilt imprinted on the rock. There was a waterfall there too. Of course. And we had to go through a kissing gate to get there. That's this kind of gate that well it's hard to explain but basically Scot made us all hug the person behind us after we went through. It took forever. Haha. I just googled 'kissing gate' so here's an awk photo, but it shows how it's kinda done.

Precious photo of random children at a kissing gate. Ha. So Kilt Rock. Also the point at which we spotted a small fishing boat down in the water and Scot wrangled as many of us to yell "Wild & Sexy!" down at it. That's the sort of catchphrase or whatever it's called of Haggis Adventures. We left Kilt Rock and it was decided we'd take this road that cut across from Staffin, apparently the northern most town? But I looked on a map and that seemed false. Who knows? So this road according to Scot's boss had never been taken by a full sized tour bus. But we were going to try it. It was mildly terrifying at some points, but we made it around the scary sharp turns and tilty roads! We headed back south and just enjoyed the scenery and listened to more awesome Scottish music on the way.
Back in Kyleakin, we went to Saucy Mary's for dinner. Pretty much everything on the menu was fish and the meat was expensive, so I got vegetarian risotto. It was alright; it had wine or something in it and I didn't really like that it made the sauce taste funky, but other than that, good veggies. This is also the point where I left my water bottle and failed to realize that until the next morning. =( Elizabeth and I went back to Saucy Mary's later at night to listen to some live music for a short time because it was late and we were tired and had to be up early [even earlier technically because we changed to DST or Summer Time or whatever they call it here]. But a bunch of people were going and we figured why not at least for some time? So we did. We didn't see any fights, It was good music, but it was much too late to stay for the second band so we made a sneaky exit so no one asked where we were going. Hah. Then we came back and Maddie was in the kitchen talking to these two other girls, so we stayed chatting for longer. After changing our clocks, springing forward and setting our alarms, we hit the hay. I'll make Sunday another post. =)