Day 10... homeward trails
This morning I packed up my tent in wind and rain... quickly. I threw it into the car without properly folding it up, wanting to get out of the cold wind.. it didn't really matter as I was winding my way back up the hebrides to Harris ready for the ferry over to skye tomorrow morning. The grey and drizzle didnt really matter... I had no real plans in mind for today, just to chill and while away the day until the ferry from N Uist was due to leave at 5pm. So unsure what to do on such a grey day and with my kit dry at the moment, I headed off to an RSPB nature reserve. Birds have never really been my thing but in the absence of a reptile reserve, I had to make do. The bird reserve was ok... its beach deserted as appears to be usual so I took a walk alomg the sands. Whilst there I saw the most extroadinary example of the art of nature. The sand had been carved into limes by the water running down it to the sea and it was stunningly beautiful. I took a photo which you see at the star