We started off by learning about a tale where a woman who had a disfiguring accident had her beauty restored by putting her head in this stream. If you look closely behind the girl in the black sweater, you will notice that there are a couple of people from our tour group who decided to test out the tale themselves.
And this pretty little waterfall was just a quick stop to fill our water bottles. Once again, it was like herding cats to get us all back on the bus.
I just looked in my travel book & discovered this is The Storr. And the point at the right is known as the Old Man of Storr.
Along the coast of Skye.
A view of Kilt Rock. Named because the shape of the rocks are like the pleats of a kilt.
Maybe one of the reasons I enjoyed this day so much was I decided to take it easy. So I sat here & enjoyed this view...
And this view...
While Trina & most of the group hiked this thing. If you look midway up at the right, you'll notice some white dots. That's actually the group hiking.
On Skye they allow all the animals to roam free. While we were waiting for the group, we found ourselves in the midst of shepherds herding their sheep. Here's one of them with his dog. We even heard one of them say "that'll do"... just like in Babe.
And here are a few of the many sheep they were herding. Very cute.
And the top reason this was my favorite day of the tour. This was the day,we finally got to see the hairy coos!!! Isn't it adorable? All the girls on the bus were begging Ped to pull off to the side of the road so that we could see them. One of the guys asked what they were used for... dairy, meat? Ped's answer was "tourist". Apparently they don't make good milk or meat.
And once he did, we all jumped off & went traipsing through the pasture. It's a baby coo too!
Here's Trina & one of the baby coos. Because of this trip into the pasture... as well as the lack of fences on the entire island, we got to through the special line at customs to have our shoes sanitized. It was so worth it.
And then we visited the faerie pools. In Scottish lore faeries aren't cute little Tinkerbell creatures. They are fallen angels. You know... like Satan. But still the pools were beautiful.
More of the pools.
And more.
And even more. I don't know exactly how anyone ever find this place. We were in the middle of nowhere. I don't remember seeing any signs and it's not in my book. So sorry, I can't help you if you take your own trip & want to see the pools for yourself.
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