A typical fairway and green |
Between the houses/crofts there are lochans which all hold native brown trout although most were now starting to clog up with water lilies.
We are not really that knowledgeable about plants, so the reference book was constantly in use, the ground is sprinkled with colourful flora & fauna. Wild orchids were common particularly the Pyramidal variety (see the book works) and every stretch held massive amounts of the beautiful yellow iris.
A couple of the properties on this stretch house a local artist and a photographer. There were signs telling you when their studios would be open for passing visitors but none at this time.
Flora on the golf course |
We walked the first 3 inland holes, the fairways were covered with clover, both pink and white, along with masses of daisies and buttercups, only marginally less covered the fairways than those plants in the rough. After these holes the path led us to climb the rough dune ground and behold the magnificent views of the long unspoilt, unoccupied beach which stretched as far as we could see in both directions.
The sand was rougher and courser than that on Eriskay, more rocky strewn near the dunes, but still magnificent. This was the machair areas that we came to see.
We live by the sea and are used to big skies but these seem even larger stretching even further. Probably because the land is so flat in 3 directions it gives you that impact and it is impressive.
The view north |
Looking south, Barra in the distance |
We mixed the walk between exploring the beach and the holes closest to the walk. As we walked along the shoreline up popped a head out of the water, a common seal gave us a long hard stare before dropping back under the waves. We spotted it again about 50 metres behind us no doubt glad to see the back of those pesky tourists. There was a rocky outcrop not far out at sea which presumably was its base.
Another interested species on the beach were the oystercatchers. They constantly dived, screeched and buzzed around us but without coming too close. It looked like they were nesting in the rocky ground between the beach and the dunes. No idea if it was eggs or chicks they were protecting as we could not find any.
You can just make out a green & flag |
Our route now headed back inland which we did by walking down the 12th hole. From the tee the flag looks a long way away. This is a brute of a par 5 in calm conditions, it must be a nightmare with the wind blowing in your face. Potential for a few lost balls on this hole alone. Walking down the fairway you do get a great view looking inland towards the hills.
View from bottom of the 12th |
The walk now cuts alongside the cemetery. If you are going to be buried this looks as good a spot as any. In the graveyard we had a scene from a horror film as one of the fenced off graves was absolutely full of cackling black birds, weird on a nice day it would be freaky on a dark winter one.
Cemetery top right |
Along this stretch we found this sign. Despite having a good look around we did not find them. Probably they are obvious but not to this pair today. The path we followed just stopped in the dunes.
The walk now brings you into the small township of Daliburgh. If you want you can visit the Borrodale hotel for refreshments.
For us it was a road walk for a couple of miles back to our cottage. All the lochans were covered in weed and unfishable. Good news for the brown trout but not for the anglers.
Water lilly cover for the trout |
A very pleasant walk of around 10 miles, mainly flat and good going. A great way to spend a Sunday.
Beach art |
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