Hebridean Delight

Easter Monday brought with it bright, relatively warm, sunshine.
At lunchtime we had a responsibility that took us across the island.
The day and the trip were a reminder of the delight of living in the Hebrides.

The view from Kenovay towards Scarinish and Ben More on the Isle of Mull

Tiree is the most westerly of the Inner Hebrides.
It is also low lying with three main areas of higher ground.
Because it is like one large raised beach if affords views all round.

At Kenovay signs of the Machair coming to life as a horse enjoys being out in the open.

There are views across to the Treshnish Isles and Mull.
To the south we can see Islay and the Paps of Jura.
To the north west there are the Western Isles.
To the north there are the small Isles of Rum and Eigg.
Sometimes we can even see the Cullin on the Isle of Skye.
There are views towards the Mainland and at times Ben Nevis.

The Isle of Rum from the Kenovay Road

Sea mist and low cloud can hide everything.
But Easter Monday was an occasion of Hebridean Delight.
Both sky and sea were blue with some clouds to bring contrast.
From Hough we made our way to Heylipol via Moss, stopping on the way.
What an amazing view we enjoyed all round from the Moss Road.

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There were clear views across to the Small Isles and our neighbour Mull.
However, there was also a clear view of own three Big Bens:
Ben Hynish, Being Ceann a’ Mhara and Ben Hough.

Choc an Fhithich adjoins Ben Hough.
Here the island’s mobile phone Mast is situated.

Tiree’s Mobile Phone Mast (Ben Hough)

From Moss we made our way to Heylipol and on to Crossapol.
From Crossapol Point we had a view south to the Paps of Jura.
From Tiree you are made aware there are three Paps.
(Not just two as some assume)

At Crossapol there is a reminder of Tiree’s magnificent beaches.
Here on Tiree our beaches attract water sports enthusiasts.
From here there is view across to Mull.
But look there is the Dutchman’s Cap.

Much later, just before sunset, a walk on Balephuil Beach.
South we could clearly make out the Paps of Jura.
West we could see Skerryvore Lighthouse.
Canada just too distant.

Tiree is truly a Hebridean delight.
It is at the very heart of the Hebrides.

A walker striding out late evening in the shadow of Kenovara

This is ‘Life on Tiree’.