Today the wind sang thru the trees surrounding the cabin, whistling around the sharp modern corners and bumping into the panes of glass. The trees shook their limbs angrily at the clouds spraying them relentlessly with tiny shards of ice and freezing water.
Watching the frantic weather from within the cabin, we sat and stared out the huge windows. Only visible from the distorting dribbles of rain coursing down the surface, the glass separated us from the cold and wet. Yet, allowed us to be surrounded. I think the enjoyment of watching such a show comes from a mix of awe and smug defiance.
The intense weather followed a beautifully calm and bright morning. Our fluffy alarm clocks got us up just as daylight was breaking. From the skylight in the bedroom we could just see the sun starting to make colours across the sky. I had good fun last night taking long exposure photos of the stars so I grabbed the mini tripod again and we headed out for a walk.
The trail next to the cabin actually leads right back to the previous house we stayed at, some 5 hours walk south. That area of Skye is inaccessible to all but the most adventurous offroading vehicles… and sheep. It might be something we do in summer once Daito is fully grown. That would be a really long day for him right now.
This morning we just headed up the path far enough to escape the gravity of the tourist carpark. We found a convenient mound from which you could see golden sky over the sea in the distance. As we watched the clouds flow over the hills towards us the sun broke thru and lit them from behind. A brilliant gold shadow glanced off the peaks into the sky making the early rise well worth waking for.
We stuck around watching it for a while but the weather chased us back down the hill and inside the cabin before giving us its best. 3 days of exciting walking and intense island weather had been great but with such a nice place to rest and watch from, today we just lounged around. Normally the dogs would be bugging us to play, but the whole day they just slept and ate, and so did we (after popping out to the shops in Portree)
This was more tricky than it sounds. The sofas fit with the style of the cabin wonderfully. Clearly chosen by someone modern and stylish, to be modern and stylish. But in my book, they lacked the most important trait of a sofa; being comfortable. They were alright just sitting on them, but they didn’t have any arms to speak of, so you couldn’t lounge or relax fully into them. It’s a shame given the huge windows we were enjoying spending so much time looking out from.
But where there is a will, there is a way and we successfully did nothing today. Ate and dozed, watched the weather and wrote the blog, played around with photos and stoked the fire. It was very relaxing.
