The day before Storm Callum struck began with winds gusting to 39mph from the SE.
When the ferry arrived it was prepared to drop its anchor in order to berth safely.
The previous day had been like a dress rehearsal for the occasion.
With the anchor weighed the Clansman headed out to sea.
Compared to the previous day there was less of a bow wave.
With the forecast predicting Storm Callum Friday’s sailing was cancelled.
The gusts of wind continued throughout the afternoon.
Some keen wind surfers were enjoying the conditions and Balephuil.
Their sails not only caught the wind they brought a touch of colour to the bay.
A short distance along the coast at West Hynish some seals were relaxing.
Most of them were hauled up on the rocks taking things easy.
Only one or two had taken to the water.
On our return journey we call in at Balevullin.
Often a favourite with surfers the beach was deserted.
There was little hint at Balevullin of the approaching storm.
Before Thursday evening’s sunset it was the Calm before Callum.
The wind speed had dropped right back and no gusts were recorded.
All evening it was so quiet and still – no sense that Storm Callum was about to strike.
From the early hours of Friday morning the wind began to ratchet up.
The lulling sense of quietness and stillness had disappeared.
At 8:00am the gusts reached a maximum of 60 mph.
This more or less coincided with high tide.
With squally heavy showers a walk the pier was out of the question.
On this occasion common sense prevailed and the car was taken.
The scene was not as dramatic as might be expected.
Gott Bay was like a boiling cauldron.
Waves were rolling along the pier and breaking.
However they did not top the wall at the pier approach.
There was just a hint in the sky that we might catch a glimpse of the sun.
But before heading up to Scarinish Old Harbour breakfast called.
There is nothing to beat a a warming plate of porridge.
It was indeed a high tide.
The fact was evidenced at the renovated pier.
Every so often a wave would run along the pier and top it.
Outside the protection of the harbour the waves were breaking.
It was interesting seeing them in relation to the cottages.
It appeared quite dramatic.
It wasn’t just the wind that took your breath away.
The sight and sound of the waves was breath taking.
The wind has moderated slightly.
Yet at lunchtime it was a battle to walk at Milton.
You felt as if you were being driven off the path by the wind.
Gone was the calm instead there was the power of Storm Callum.
The lighthouse stood out sharply against the waves that were powering in.
Some would crash before they reached the coves while others broke within them.
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It has remained stormy all day.
Yet it has felt tame compared to some we have experienced.
Sunshine and short sharp showers have been the order of the day.
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