Les pieds dans l'eau, le retour

Day 11 : Kershader to Stornoway
Km driven : 172

Every five day or so, farniente calls to us.  Today was that day.  We woke up late (8:15) and left an hour and a half later.

Firat, we went to see the Callanish Standing Stones. On the way there, we passed our fellow guest of the night before,  who had risen early and must have been on his bike for some time (we had risen when hearing him leave and we saw him after a twenty minute drive).

By the time we parked,  we spotted a tourist coach maneuvering behind us. We used what little time we had to enjoy the site and take lots of pictures before being submerged by a wave of awe-struck tourists.

We then strategically retreated to the car and drove to Garenin, a village of reconstructed blackhouses, where we learnt everything about peat and tweed through an explanatory video. Sadly, there was not much more to see.

This was enough action for the day.  We found ourselves a nice white sand beach,  with turquoise water and a wonderful panorama,  had a short walk feet in the sea, and dedicated our afternoon to roasting in the sun. Both of us are noticeably tanned tonight,  and even a little sunburnt.

We still had opportunities to enjoy the islands, as we passed many picturesques valleys on our way,  and also quite a lot of sheep (it's hard to say which delights us the most).

Tonight,  we stay in a very cosy hostel again,  and we make ready for an early start tomorrow (ferry is at 6, we must arrive at 5:15). Good thing we lodge next to the pier.