Perfect weather on Skye. One could be forgiven for being well-psyched to traverse the Cuillins, seen here in all their glory. However, one's disappointment that the weather broke next morning will be easily understood. It rained all day. And the next.
I made a diversion to the Outer Hebrides to see some megalithic monuments, in the naive hope that the good weather would return in due course. In the event it rained for 10 days before I gave up and came home. No foot was set on the hill. It's raining still.
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