After having a pretty lazy day yesterday we were ready to live and let Skye (I would also allow 'Skye Another Day' but I don't know if anyone remembers that movie). We woke up early and totally non-grumpily headed to the Fairy Glen.
It was a pretty short walk to an alien landscape where everything is green, bumpy, and they seem to have no rules about terraforming. There was a wedding just starting as we got there so we got to listen to some Scottish screeching pipes of wind while meandering around the peaceful fairy metropolis. Once we had our fill of pixie-stomping we headed to the Quirang for a hike. *side note: on Skye they label every thing as fairy-bridge, fairy-pools, fairy-glen, fairy-carpark, fairy-ferry, fairy-WC, etc.*
The Quirang is probably the prettiest place ever in all of history forever. Surprise...it rained! It was a pretty sloppy hike right along a steep drop-off but it was well worth it.
We were very glad we got there early because the carpark was overflowing by the time we got back. We couldn't do the entire loop due to a huge cloud parked on the ridge of the mountain that the second half of the hike follows, so we just made it to the halfway point and turned around. I'm just going to drop a few pics here that show a small fraction of the awesome (I'm a mathematician and conclusively found that this is exactly 113/355 of the awesome, which incidentally is the reciprocal of a good approximation for pi).
It was a pretty intense hike along some scary paths (if you're afraid of heights) so we got back pretty exhausted. However, this is the sequel to yesterday which meant it was a Good Day to Skye Hard so we weren't done yet (there's surprisingly few movies with 'die' in the title).
Cris had to work so I dropped her off at home which means it's fishing time. It has been difficult to find anybody online that does guided fishing anywhere on the ocean in Scotland, but I finally found a random guy on a seafishing forum that kinda guides as a hobby. He has a 14 foot aluminum boat with a 20 hp motor on the back that he takes out onto the ocean. The trolling motor is mounted on a sheet of plywood which is then attached to the bow by a complex set of knotted ropes. It's awesome and would be a bit scary if I didn't pick the perfect time to go. The weather just cleared up as I pulled into the harbor and we quickly got into some pollack and coalies.
It was also cool because yesterday we were planning to go to kilt rock and falls and didn't, but now I was fishing right next to them.
Lastly, Cris doesn't care much about dinosaurs but I got to go see the dinosaur footprints cuz they were right next to the harbor. They're not marked or anything, you just wander the beach and hope you get there at the right tide to see the footprints.
*last sidenote: this footprint doesn't quite look like the picture they had at the carpark, so if it's actually just a hole in the ground and you know better than me just don't tell me. It took like 20 minutes to find.*
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