Thursday 21 August 2014

Walking in whisky

Our last morning on the Isle of Lewis, and the last chance to see a beach at its best. I chose Tolsta beach and what a fantastic and deserted pick it was.
The sun started to come out as we made our way carefully down the single track road to the shore.
We parked up and all we could hear was water,
- lots of little peat stained streams that were racing down to the sea.
I resisted for as long as I could, ripped off my shoes and socks, then paddled around in the multi coloured water. It was amazing, like standing in a huge world of whisky.

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