Skye Rocks.

I had the most amazing 3 days in Skye recently. I have only ever been to Skye twice before, a brief and very misty visit in 2003 and in a year I can't remember to run a half marathon. So all in all had not really seen an awful lot of this very beautiful island.

My companion for the weekend was very knowledgeable about the area and loves it so much I think this was visit 7 this year alone.

I was extremely thrilled to be getting away from the city for a few days and spending time walking and scrambling in the hills. I was not disappointed. The weather was incredible, mostly, and we packed in an amazing amount of walking in a short space of time.

I am not going to waste words trying to describe the places we visited, will leave that to the photos.

 Heading up towards the ridge.

Spot the deer.

Onwards and upwards.

Always remember to stop and look back.

Blue skies. Yeah.

Looking towards the Bastier tooth.

Sunset at Glenbrittle.

I've been up there!

Bliss.

Moon over the ridge.

Kilted rock.

Quiraing.

Happy days.

The Table.

Old man of Stor.

So there you go, just a taster of one of the best weekends I have had in a long time. Hopefully it won't be so long till my next return visit.

Peace x

All photographs by Caroline Harvey.