A West-End Walk

Saturday had been sunny – ideal walking weather.
Sunday was the opposite – it was wild, wet and windy.
In the early afternoon the gusts were recorded at 49mph.

After a stormy Sunday a brief glimpse of the setting sun

The sea was stormy.
The tides were pronounced.
However the Mighty Clansman won through.

On Sunday the full moon danced with the clouds

In the evening the wind abated.
For a brief interlude the setting sun was visible.
Later the full moon could be observed dancing with the clouds.

Beinn Mhurstat and Beinn Hough

Monday morning proved to be ideal walking weather.
As the morning wore on the sun broke through.
So for a change we headed west.

The iInformation board at the Car Park at Greenhill.

It was our eldest son’s last full day on the island.
So we drove to Greenhill in order to begin our walk.
In Tiree Walks it is listed as ‘Greenhill, the Maze and Kilkenneth’.
(‘Ghrianal, Tràigh Thorasdail agus Cill Coinnich’)

Steady as you cross!

From the car park it is but a short walk to Tràigh Ghrinanal.
Someone has kindly made a rudimentary bridge over the burn.
Tràigh Ghrinanal helps prepare you for the expanse of Tràigh Thorasdail.
Each and every beach on the island is attractive in its own particular way.

The short walk through the dunes and on to the beach

Our timing could not have been better.
The tidal conditions (low tide) saved scrambling.
We were able to walk directly from one beach to the next.
Nevertheless we stopped to appreciate the rock formations.

Tràigh Ghrinanal

There is a ‘wilderness’ feel to these beaches.
On this occasion we had the vast expanse all to ourselves.
We felt removed from everything, it was so quiet, peaceful and still.

The two walkers give a sense of perspective to the feeling of wilderness

Landward the dunes hid much of the island from view.
Seaward the outline of the Outer Hebrides was barely discernible.
Both aspects contributed to the feeling of wilderness and remoteness.

Powerful waves breaking on the beach.

The waves breaking on the shore looked powerful.
Some of the waves appeared to be crystal clear.
Other waves were sand laden.

Leaving the beach and the dunes behind we made our way inland.
The sense of quietness and peacefulness continued as walked on.
We never met anyone until the base of Beinn Hough.
There a runner was descending Beinn Mhurstat.
It was the owner of Chocolates and Charms.

A lone runner descends from Beinn Mhurstat

Saying goodbye to our runner friend we struck out once again.
From the road we caught sight of the ruins of Cill Choinnich.
The ruins probably date from the late Middle Ages.
The east gable protrudes from the dunes.

The ruins of Cill Choinnich (Kilkenneth)

We headed for the cairn at Kilkenneth-Moss – ‘Tùr Mhic Chaluim’
The Reverend MacCallum was minister of Heylipol from 1887-1889.
It was erected to him ‘by the people of Tiree in 1889
for all he did for them during the Crofters’ War’.

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At the Y junction in the road we headed for kilkenneth.
The sense of quietness remained with us.
No wonder you notice birds and bees.

An important turning point in the walk

We caught sight of a tractor at work a short way off.
This was not an alien sound as we live in a crofting community.
Along the way we paused to admire some sheep and cows grazing.

On sunny days the work must still be done

From Kilkenneth it was a short walk back to our car.
We had walked along a beach and crossed over dunes.
We had taken tracks that made us consider the island’s history.

This is ‘Life on Tiree’.

Kilkenneth Cottages

Finally it is time to quietly reflect on our walk.
The quietness, the stillness and the peacefulness were restorative.

Reflections

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