After our walk along Gott Bay our time was limited.
We had an evening commitment so we had to keep one eye on the time.
Nevertheless there was still sufficed time to explore the secret passage at Vaul.
Rather than walk along the beach we headed for Upper Vaul.
The Machair was still colourful against the blue waters of Vaul Bay.
With the sky clearer to the north and east we could see the distant mountains.
Earlier in the week two of our number had visited Vaul.
They had taken part in the walk organised by the Tiree Ranger.
They walked with others from Vaul to the Ringing Stone and back.
For several days we have been unable to see the neighbouring islands.
Although still slightly hazy we could see in the distance the Isle of Eigg.
Less distinct, we could also see the Isle of Rum – another of the Small Isles.
Vaul is famous for the excavated ruins of its ‘broch”.
Less well known is the mound known as ‘Dun Beag’ fort.
It was to this less well known spot that we made our way down.
Almost at sea level is an area of ‘green’ grass.
The grass is very different from the surrounding areas.
The whole area has a sense of seclusion – like a secret splace.
And right by a small sandy spot lies a fascinating ‘wee house’.
Looking up from the shore to the Wee House
From this vantage spot we looked into Vaul Bay.
There we could see clearly Vaul’s Beach – Tràigh Bhalla.
Like on s many of Tiree’s beaches the seals often follow you along.
At times we we were walking on grass.
At other times we were on sand.
The we stepped on stones.
Then we saw in front of us the cleft in the rock.
This was something to tell the grand-children.
Tiree has its very own secret passage.
It has to have stories to tell.
I can just imagine taking our young grand-children to this secret place.
Has it a story to tell along with the ‘broch’ of viking invaders?
I can sense the excitement mounting already.
It is exciting!
Where does it lead?
Is there a cave at the end?
It is a great moment to press the pause button.
“That’s it for this evening – time for bed now.”
“More tomorrow night.”
But we will let you into the secret.
There is no cave at the end of the passage.
(Well so far we have not found a secret cave yet.)
The passage takes a left hand turn and you are in another passage.
Here we discovered another cleft with magnificent views across the bay.
An ideal place to quietly hide and watch for invaders coming to the island.
This is ‘Life-on-Tiree’ looking forward eagerly.
What will young imaginations make of this place?